Jeramy and I went on a tour of our hospital's birth center on Sunday. I don't think I've ever seen so many pregnant women in one place ever...not even at Target which is always dangerous pregnant when you are down on your luck in the conception department. I almost felt uncomfortable as I stared at all of these very large bellies, especially considering that mine really paled in comparison to theirs. Anyhow, the tour was quick, and all of the facilities were very nice. As we stood around one of the patient suites with the nurse describing the various features, I was very close to tearing up. To think that in a matter of months I might be occupying such a room giving birth to Spot is almost unbelievable. But luckily I maintained my composure. I mean what would all of these other women think if somebody burst into tears in the middle of a simple tour?
After feeling rather calm for quite some time, I've found myself becoming increasingly nervous over the past week. I'm not sure why exactly. I think it started with some cramping I had, which more than likely was constipation related. It has subsided, but now I find myself anxious because I haven't felt Spot moving yet. I know that at 18 weeks that is perfectly normal. But unfortunately logic does not seem to be winning any the arguments I've had with myself lately. I'm trying to stay busy but this approach has had varying success.
Here is the latest belly pic. I don't think that I look any bigger than I did two weeks ago (crap...that triggers the worrying again...ack!)