Preggy Update

I haven't done a totally pregnancy related post in a while simply because it doesn't consume my life(most of the time) and it doesn't consume my blog(most of the time).

Johanna and I have made it to 18 weeks and 2 days. As far as we know she's still going strong in there. A few days ago I ate a 100 calorie pack of the Hostess Chocolate Cupcakes, and she went wild. It was kinda crazy. I mean I'm feeling her every day now, but this was insane. It was like baby crack. Clayton has baby crack too. It's milk. He goes absolutely nuts when he sees you putting milk in his cup, or when he sees the milk jug. I could be making mashed potatoes, he sees the milk, and then he has to have a fix. Milk rehab may be in our future.

I have also come to the place where I can't sleep completely on my stomach. That's a Greek tragedy. I'm a belly sleeper and have been forever. I have had to move to my right side now. Also, I itch all the time. I didn't have this with Clayton so I'm a little confused by it. It's really bad some nights and I have to take a Benadryl for the actual intended use, not just as a sleep aid. The lizard eyes are much better(thanks for asking). I also can't sleep through the night any longer. Potty breaks for me. At least 2, usually 3. Was that TMI? Probably.

What else is there? All complaining aside, I feel great. I absolutely love being pregnant. If it wasn't for gaining weight and swelling feet I would do this a lot. Chad might not agree. He kinda hinted a few days back that I needed anti-anxiety meds. What was that about? I probably do, but not because I'm pregnant. I'm just high strung. I love feeling Jo moving, so far she seems to be in about the same pattern that her big brother was in. More in the evenings, and after eating. Caffeine doesn't really set her off all that much, which is great because I drink a lot(don't tell me OB). I also love maternity clothes. They are so comfy. Motherhood Maternity makes this thing called the "Secret Belly". It's like panty hose attached to the top of your pants. Whoever thought of this should get the Nobel Prize.

I think that's all I got for today. Off tomorrow. Clayton and I have a trip to the Grands, and then I have a Massage and a Facial tomorrow afternoon. Yippie for husbands, co-workers, and gift certificates. I can't wait.

Now, on to life's other great question. Do you think I could get away with feeding my family sandwiches again tonight?