Made it to Monday

I just realized that I didn't post all weekend. I guess since I was so busy doing stuff and resting, posting was the last thing on my mind. Let's see, Friday night I did Kanetta's hair and ended up spending the night there. I was exhausted and it was late. Strangely, I dreamt about my grandmother that died this summer. I haven't thought about me and dreamt about her since she died. It was funny because in my dream she was alive and laughing like she always did. I said, "Granny its good to see you. You look so good." She said, "Yes, I feel good." I said, "Well, I'm sure you heard I'm pregnant huh" and she said, "yes and I'm happy." And then she was just grinning down like she always did. My grandmother loved her some babies. I guess it was validation to me that she's ok with this pregnancy.

Saturday my cousin Shawn came by and we hung out around the house and grabbed some lunch. Just catching up on his crazy love life and how my pregnancy was going. I sure hope God blesses him with a wife soon. Dude is so desperate to date and be with someone it's ridiculous. Then Saturday night K brought me my carribean food I've been craving. I only managed to eat two bites and I was done. But he stayed the night and even slept over last night. We just hung out around the house and watched tv. It was nice spending time. The baby of course was doing somersaults because his/her daddy was there. I'm just glad he was there because I woke up with horrible cramps Sunday morning. I thought I would have to go to the hospital but they passed.

Sunday night we didn't do much. Watched football and Terminator and that was it. We went to bed around 10:30 and that was it. I didn't feel up to doing much but who knows. Maybe this weekend I'll actually go out to the movies or something.

I've met some really cool women on MDC and I've really appreciated all the kind words and advice they provide. I'm loving my MDC family. It's good to know that I'm not alone in the mess I go through. Pregnancy isn't easy but I wouldn't trade this experience for anything in the world. On saturday, I finally reached a point and realized that I'm going to be ok. Like, I'm ok with all the mess and everything going on. I feel fine and know that I have a strong support base even if it isn't with those that I want all the time, it's still there. That's such a great feeling to me. Me and this baby will be just fine.

I keep getting more and more excited about my appointment next week. I can't wait! I hope we get to hear the heartbeat and maybe have an ultrasound. I just want a picture of my baby that I can have and see. Plus I have to send a copy to K's folks for them to have as well. Wow, I can't believe it's already 3. It seems like it was just 11 not too long ago.

Tomorrow is Founders Day for me. Me and my LS's are meeting up for dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. I have to remember to look at the menu tonight to decide what I'm going to eat. Anyway, other than that, all is well. I plan to start my walking program by the weekend. I figure at 11 weeks, I should be ok. More to come!