Week 17
May or may not have felt Wee Brontosaurus moving around. Could be gas, could be muscle spasms from being tired. Resolve to sleep in more while I still can.
Very suddenly feeling awkward and off-kilter. I guess my centre of gravity is changing like the baby websites promise? Am annoyed at my changing sleep patterns - I like sleeping on my side, darnit, but Wee Brontosaurus likes me to sleep on my back, and while I sleep he rolls me onto my back, all ninja-like. Not so good for my neck. Can no longer really lay on my stomach. Darnit.
Experiments in changing around my psych meds failed. Five months is too long to go; will try again in third trimester. I suspect my brain chemistry has decided to gang up on me with the rest of my body on the awkwardness front. Tarnation.
All of family informed. Good response all-round, including a "we need to go dance around the kitchen" from soon-to-be great-grandparents. Others have already started looking around for baby presents, which makes me anxious for some reason. My mother has begun planning Wee Brontosaurus' baby quilt(s). Good to know he'll be joining the family in style!
I miss the closeness, comfort, and common sense of my mother and my best friend. It makes me very sad that I can only share this with them long-distance. Despite all the people here, I feel kind of alone. I worry a lot that Wee Brontosaurus will decide on his own schedule and I won't have my mom here when he's ready.
