Week 8 -- Day 1

3:07 p.m. I'm eight weeks today and still only weigh 120 lbs. Wow. The only place growing is my belly, so it's really weird to not be gaining much weight and still have trouble fitting into my clothes. i'm up to a size 4! for me, that's crazy. i'm used to wearing a size 1 or 2 pants. so jane, if you're reading this, i'm a size 4 now and medium top. :)
i went to sears today with my mom so they could buy us a washer and dryer. it's their "baby" gift to us. i really wanted those front loading ones that come in all these different cool colors, but they were too big for our laundry closet. oh well. beggars can't be choosers, huh? i'm just thankful that we're getting a washer and dryer (thanks mom and dad!) so we can clean up after baby quack spits up her food. oh yeah, i bought a baby rattle today that's in the shape of a stuffed ducky. the duck's belly is the rattle part. so cute! it's the baby einstein brand. i'm going to try and get as many baby einstein toys as possible. who knows if they really make your kid smarter but i'm going to do as much as i can to get her little brain cranking. i'm a member of babycenter. com -- great site by the way for anyone who wants to learn about babies/pregnancy -- and it sends you emails with coupons and stuff. i got a coupon for seven free baby einstein books. you just have to pay the shipping fee. there's A LOT of freebies and discounts from that site. i'm gonna go to town when bq is born. bq! that's her new nickname. Baby Quack = BQ.
we're FINALLY leaving to the beach tomorrow! YAY! i cannot wait to find myself lying in the cool sand, listening to the waves and seagulls and hunting for sand dollars. i'm going to pack a lot of books and mags to read over there, and i'll make sure to pack my computer so i can blog and check my emails.
i hope to god i get this job i applied for to work with a mortgage company. it sounds like a simple job that pays well and allows for lots o' overtime. i'll be able to show up to work in shorts and a t-shirt because i'll be one of 5 to 7 employees who will be working out of a small office. we will be the liason between the inspector and the president, i believe. all i know is that we ARE NOT the face of the company -- the president is. so according to her, we won't have to dress up all fancy shmancy for work. this is the PERFECT job for me while i go through my pregnancy. she was a little concerned that i wouldn't want to go back to work once the baby is born, so that's really the only thing in regards to the job that may be a detriment. i wrote her a thank you letter and reiterated how much i wanted the job, not to mention NEED the job, so i'm just waiting on her to write back or call. she said she'd make a decision by the end of the week. but then she also said that she's having her assistant email formal applications and that she'd be touch with me after i turn it in. i'm just so ANXIOUS to find out. i already want to call her and see what's going on. patience is a virtue.
so i tried on some shorts today to wear to the mall, and i couldn't fit into them! not even my FAT shorts! i can still wear my workout shorts, but i wanted to look cute today. it's really refreshing to have a new body shape start to form even if it causes your clothes to get tighter. i've always been a curvy girl but with the baby bump comes even more curves for me. i say why not flaunt it if ya got it? i mean, i won't be out there looking like a street walker or anything, but there's nothing wrong with wearing a cute, form-fitting dress or nice top and bottoms. and since i got that pregnancy glow going on (seriously, everyone i see is amazed about how much i'm "glowing." i wonder what causes that?), i might as well bring it out with fun outfits. haha. "fun." if you knew me, i don't think you'd call any of my outfits "fun." i'm a very, very simple girl when it comes to fashion. i don't do flashy or fashionable for that matter. if it's ugly but in style, don't even bother buying it. i'd rather wear something dignified and 10 years old than something "in" but flat out hideous. this is why my mom used to never be able to shop for me. she's actually more in style than i am! i gotta say that my mom does have great taste for any other girl on this planet but me. she's starting to get a feel though of what i'd wear and not wear. my clothes are mostly earthy colors. i don't like logos or lots of designs on my shirts and i'll only wear a dress or skirt if it doesn't have ruffles and isn't made of spandex. my favorite brands are what you'd call "outdoorsy." i like prana, life's good, horny toad, north face, underarmour, patagonia, you get my drift. stuff you'd find at REI or any other outdoors store. i usually just wear workout shorts and a t-shirt or tank top. so...there ya have it. i don't know why i just went off on that clothing tangent. so if you decide to buy me clothes for whatever reason, there ya go. hope it was helpful! :)
this week, the baby's brain will be rapidly developing neural pathways. i better bulk up on that folic acid! she's growing lungs and teeny tiny webbed hands and feet -- her flippers! kent has flippers still. he's a fish. so it's no surprise that BQ is growing flippers too. :) her eyelids just about cover her eyeballs now (which, by the way, have color already) and she's about the size of a kidney bean. i hope she gets my husbands eyes. his eyes are gorgeous and mesmerizing. i wouldn't mind her getting my eyes either, it's just that mine tend to change from dark hazel to brown while kent's change from light hazel to blue. he insists that they aren't blue, but i've seen them blue before. so have my parents. so there! again, if you want to read up on what's happening to bq, it's babycenter.com.
i gotta balance the checkbook today. augh. <---random thought
i had a dream last night that a) i saw our daughter as a 7 year old, and b) she quickly turned into a newborn.
my husband and i were on a spaceship again -- i've been having space dreams almost every night lately. i wonder what that symbolizes, if anything? anyway, we were on a spaceship and some woman told me that my daughter was waiting for me. it was as if she had been taken care of by someone else, and i was just now seeing her for the first time. she was adorable! she had olive colored skin like mine, light brown eyes, and light brown hair that was in pig tails. she had my nose and mouth and kent's eyes and forehead. it was great. i could even feel that special connection between us. in my dream, i was crying and crying tears of joy. seconds later she turned into a newborn in a swaddling blanket and i was carrying her. it was one of the best dreams i've ever had. i was telling my mom about the dream, and i started thinking that wouldn't it be really weird if she ended up looking like that when she's seven? i didn't see too much of her as a baby, so i can't really say what she'd look like. i think she just looked like your typical newborn -- a little wrinkly, a pinkish with her eyes shut tight.
i'm gonna take a napsie. my eyes are getting heavy. that pregnancy fatigue is a killer, i tell ya.