It's been a crazy and exhausting weekend, I am just getting ready to head up to bed but wanted to post a quick update before the end of the day. We got all new appliances delivered on Saturday BUT not installed. They took away our old appliances and the new ones are sitting in our living room. If all goes well the installations will happen, one by one, over the next couple of weeks.
I'm finding it a tad frustrating living without appliances. I thought it would be easier. It's amazing how dependent I've become on having a dishwasher, oven, microwave and refrigerator. We are basically living on take out food and single-serve meals, which is fine for a couple of days but will most certainly get old fast. Ah well, I'm quite certain it will all be worth it in the end; our new appliances are gorgeous. In the meantime, our living room looks like the showroom at El Furniture Warehouse.
Nothing new to report on the pregnancy front, which I think it is a good thing if you adhere to the notion that no news is good news. Scrappy's movements are still very, VERY random and infrequent, but hopefully they will pick up now that I'm 18 weeks. Everyone is telling me to be patient, which I finding to be a challenge, as I am so looking forward to feeling our little one move around all the time. With very few exceptions, most the movements I've felt thus far have been so vague that while I think it's the baby, I can't be 100% sure. I can't wait to feel lots of movements and be sure and certain about them.
Other than that, I'm into a new peeing phase of this pregnancy. I feel like I have to go ALL the time, but when I go, very little comes out. I think the baby is hanging out on my bladder.
Lastly, good readers, I leave you with this: My usually coin-sized areolas have recently grown to the size of sand dollars. I discovered this sudden development whilst I was changing into my pajamas a few nights back. I couldn't believe my eyes - I had to make D take a look to ensure that I wasn't hallucinating. Unfortunately, D excitedly thought this might be an invitation to touch the girls, but no, his advances were dismissed but fast. We are on a strictly look-but-don't-touch program these days.