I cropped my face out because frankly, I looked like sh*t. It is no secret that I no longer care what I look like, but after seeing the way I look in this picture I vow to try harder. :)
I feel less pregnant and more bloated each day. The bloat is KILLING me. But hopefully I will have a “baby” bump soon.
I am so pasty and pale that I could pass for a Cullen. My body is screaming for a tan. I need to work on that while it’s still hot outside.
How far along? 13 weeks
Total weight gain/loss: 1.4lbs
Maternity clothes? Still wearing the belly band with most pants. Shirts and dresses are fine.
Sleep: I wake up to pee between 3 and 5 every morning. And on that rare morning that I don’t have to pee, Dayne does. I think he is having sympathy symptoms.
Food cravings: My recent craving is tomatoes! I ate 2 cans of stewed tomatoes – gross I know – this weekend.
Gender: I can’t decide if the baby has a penis. Some days I think no, then I think yes. So for those of you that “just knew” I need to know how. Because as of right now, my baby is a hermaphrodite.
What I miss: Wine. I still miss wine. And now that it’s football season, I kinda miss beer too. Am I an alcoholic?
What I am looking forward to: Umm…the baby being born. In like 70 months.
Weekly Wisdom: If you don’t get your way it never hurts to cry. And these days I can cry at the drop of a hat. I think my husband is running out of sympathy, but he’s trying to hang in there.
I hope y’all had a great weekend, and I hope all your teams won….even Auburn and Tennessee. :)