So January, I was moving along on that pantry project. And then I got really tired, like "OMG, I can't function or get off the couch tired." That should have been my first sign something was up... You see we had a little oopsie in the middle of January. And I was sure we were fine... but maybe not. And every time I asked the magic8 ball online if I was pregnant, it always said yes. Please note that magic8 balls are always right. So after a particularly odd day, I told Seth we needed to take a test. And before I could even set that bad boy down to start the timer, they yes-you're-pregnant-freak-out-now line popped up. So I freaked out. And so did Seth. This wasn't our plan at all. But I found a doctor and made an appointment and they did the blood test thing. So we scheduled more appointments. And they found a heart beat really early. And somewhere along the way, we got really excited. So baby G is on his/her way!
So, here I am in week 17 (the baby is the size of a turnip!). The nausea and holy hell tiredness have been gone for about a month. School is over for the semester. So its time to blog again. I have energy and time, which equals projects. Seth and I plan to start shopping for the nursery this weekend (yes, I am a neurotic planner, so nice of you to notice), so you can expect updates on that. And my grandmother is getting married at the end of the month and I am planning her wedding (that story deserves a post in itself), so you can expect some fun crazy posts about that. And I have pregnancy updates. And I have to finish that damn pantry project. So for now, I am back. You may celebrate with non-alcoholic sparkling cider.
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