So it's St. Patty's Day. Kind of the anti-pregnant holiday really. No green beer for me this year! Instead I'm getting my eyebrows waxed and my toes done. At this point that sounds better than standing in line at an overcrowded pub paying way to much for a pint anyways. Wow. I'm lame. At least I remembered to wear my green today. Same shirt I've worn for 3 years...yeah not fitting so well today. Oh well, that's what lab coats are for, right?!
Yeah still haven't told my work about the whole baby thing. Think that means I owe you all 10 bucks. I really have no reason to believe they will be mad...or fire me (that's kind of illegal after all). I just feel kind of guilty that I accepted this job 2 days before finding out I was pregnant. So I think the combination of being the new girl and not really knowing how they're going to take it has me freaked out. I suppose that's the one good thing about not showing yet....at some point though, like when there's a baby coming out, I probably should mention it.
I think I had my first official pregnancy craving. Not just something that sounded good, but that OMG I have to have it right now or I might just die kind of craving. Here's the weird part. It's for Chicken and Dumplings. I've never once eaten it before. Ever. In my whole life. But all of a sudden yesterday, sitting at my desk it sounded good. So I went online, found a highly rated recipe and it's cooking in my crock pot as we speak. Hopefully I'm still craving it by the time I get home.
I'm almost 5 months pregnant. Woah. In less than a week we find out if this little baby is a boy or a girl. Woah. Where did time go?! I'm actually getting pretty excited to find out...I knew I wouldn't last 40 weeks with a giant surprise growing in there.
I've been living the single girl life this week with the hubs still down at the lake motel sitting. I was actually looking forward to busting out all my old single gal behaviors...till I realized I don't have any. It's pretty much an open door policy around our house. There isn't much I won't do in front of him. Kind of took the fun out of my "free" week. Instead I've been freaked out at night sleeping with all the doors locked and shades drawn. We live in a secured condo building with a bunch of rich old bitties for heaven's sake. Doubt they're going to break in and attack me. Apparently I've become a wuss.
Happy St Patty's Day!!