~ Milestones and Mill Stones
This is going to sound riveting, but I have a whole lot of nothing to report from this past week.
Wow, what a way to get you to entice you to keep reading, huh?
I have been trying to deal with this in limbo time until the next peace-of-mind scan by distracting myself with work and family stuff.
And I thought I was doing alright until I had a meltdown over the weekend. I am pretty sure you can put it all down to tiredness, hormonal-ness and general freaked out-ed-ness at surpassing at last the 16 weeks and four day mark of this pregnancy. Oh, and Jay was sick. Throwing up sick. Which is never nice.
I was worried about reaching that date in the days leading up to it, but funnily enough, on the day, it wasn't until about 2pm that I realised and remembered. And then I kind of felt nothing; a little relief, but not the huge emotional tsunami I was expecting.
A few days later though and perhaps it hit. First of all, let me say, Saturday it blew like a howling gale, all day, very destructive winds. And Saturday night was a full moon. Both of those things make people crazy - just ask the cops. Hell, our local paper on Sunday had a front-page story about a guy who randomly walked up to the scene of a car accident and threw a python at police.
That's right, a python. Like I said, last weekend just made people go loco.
I felt disconnected from things, from happiness, and very irritable. Jay was up well before 6am both days, and he was sick. Normally I can go back and grab a few extra hours to catch up, but I could not switch my brain off from thinking dark thoughts.
I was dazed, headachey and nauseous but strangely unable to really feel any of that truly. It was a really bizarre state of mind. It's happened in varying degrees before, but pregnancy and that "milestone" exacerbated it this time.
Anyway, I feel much better now, although I have had a headache for two days, but it's dissipating. But I think I know why I felt nothing. Because even though it is great that I held onto this pregnancy for longer than the last one, so far, there is no great woot-woot celebration that comes with that.
This is a completely different pregnancy and a completely different baby inside. It is unfair to compare and hopefully I can stop now.
Well, I have never experienced a pregnancy this far in as yet . . . so I might as well try and enjoy, rather than curse, the changes in my body and feeling the baby kick for the first time (nothing yet).
Trace and I also agreed on a new girl's name after I panicked and realised the one we had chosen was really not suitable for a girl beyond the age of five. But we are keeping this new name a secret, although we will tell people the gender when we find out next week.
Next week! Eeek.
Hmm, I did have stuff to report after all. Put it down to the scrambled eggs currently disguising themselves as my brain matter right now.