7 months. Thats 2 more months before i have to give birth. GIVE. BIRTH. B-I-R-T-H. That is 2 more months before i can see what my baby is gunna look like. 2 more months before i can expierience the "joys of motherhood". The only thing i have ever waited two months for was a shirt from britain that i bought with my allowance.
7 months is like a mile stone. I see my doctor more, shes fairly nice so thats not too bad. I have a baby shower, thankfully thrown by mommys good friend (Thank you, i know youre reading :p ). I gain more weight as she grows to her full final size, which hopefully isnt too big, pretty please baby get my genes, be not so tall like daddyy. So it would seem like everything is in order, right?
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I am freaking out. I am so worried about early birth, breaching, emergency c-sections, something wrong with her, and freaking out to where i wont push. And lately ive been going crazy with these back pains and all these crazy temperature swings, i'm pregnant in California heat, and not just any california heat, SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA DESERT HEAT, which is pretty much like being a microwave for 4 months straight. And it gets so hard to fuction and i wanna keep being a tiny bit active so i wont have any complications or any unneccessary dealings. Lately pregnancy brain has replaced my regular brain, my belly has caused hundreds of head turns, eye bulging, jaw-drops, and few whispers. Which would not normally get to me, but with pregnancy brain, it makes me want to cry an ocean of tears :,,,,,,,( and then drown them all in it >:D (see mood swings to the fullest!). Also, i'm so happy that Mommy has such great friends, one of them has offered to do some belly pics, which i just am super excited for, because i am just slightly conceided and i cant stop touching my belly. And then, theres school... I have like 2 weeks left of it, and thats soo great but waking up with back pains from the underworld, makes it hard to sit in a hard chair, walk from class to class, and just fucntion normally. Plus, summer school where i am taking my Junior classes to get ahead so my senior year will actually be my Junior year, Yeah? Sounds great right? Almost, cause at the same time i will have a kid, but my wonderfilled mommy has agreed to help me out with her as long as i am doing my summer school. Which i appreciate to the highest but i dont want to fully rely on my mom, because while she is great and stuff, it is my responsibility, but hey she can spoil her all she wants, thats what grammas are for.
Now, daddy. So lately ive been spending so much time with my boyfriend, nothing baby-related, because we've learned that causes stress, because i want US to be ready a little bit before this baby gets here, i mean shes going to come wether we like it or not, but still doing our silly teen couple things (backyard bonfires, midnite swimming, daytime swimming, going to the park and staying to look at stars on Google skymap) so that we dont lose focus on the main component of everything, LOVESSS! Because if we cant love us together, how are we gunna love eachother and a baby. But recently, he cant sleep, been waking up in a cold sweat, and just hasnt been sleeping well at all. So i asked, " ***** , are you nervous?" and after a short pause i got a sigh and a, "Yes." Which i can understand because ya know, babies are scary and they are a lot of work. So we talked and i found out that all he is really nervous about is, she wont like him! Like what??????? So i said this, "Why wouldnt she like you? She only kicks when you're around, you talk to her all the time, and she knows when youre coming because she starts kicking me like she'd rather be in you. Plus, she wouldnt be, without you. Plus, who can say that their dad had a green mohawk?." So with thar and talking more we finally went to sleep, but he couldnt resist apparently and said to my stomach, " ****** , kick me if you like me better than mom", and that kick to his face could have not been harder.
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