on: pregnancy.

well, i'm 21 weeks now. more than halfway through baking my little nugget. and when i say 'my little nugget' i really mean 'OUR little nugget' cause, lets be honest boy or girl, it's at least half Preston. we get to find out gender tomorrow, and get a glimpse of his or her tiny face and arm and fingers and toes...i'm not at all excited. this week has been nothing like the week of anticipation before Christmas, except that it has, and i am. excited that is. its weird, the whole part where you just have this sudden and absolute love for the peanut growing inside of you. the same peanut that makes you throw up and grow belly hair (gross. i know.) and have the worst heartburn, hip and back pain ever and not be able to sleep or use the potty normally. its weird that i love shim so much already, and i haven't even seen the little bundle. all i really know, is that whatever it is, its a wiggler. loud noises, laying down, walking around, really anything makes this baby dance, and this momma smile. last night Preston felt a little kick, and it made me tear up a little. in a good way. so i guess on the whole, i like this pregnancy thing, its strange, painful at times, and even a little disgusting (note:belly hair?! why did no one warn me?!) but the little nudges and tiny wiggles really make everything worth it.