I'm about two days behind. My internal clock is totally off since I've serving jury duty for the past couple of days.

Here we are at week 18 and baby is doing great. Moving and kicking all the time. I've even figured out the trick to get the little bugger to move: Mountain Dew. Take a swig of one, lie on your left side and wait. It was so funny because K and were laughing about how much of our child's personality is already here but the baby isn't outside of the womb yet. Speaking of K, yes we are on speaking terms but I'm not going to push anything.

We're going to see the baby's paternal grandparents later this month. Luckily, we'll know the sex then and can share the news with his family. I'm totally knowing this baby is going to be a girl. I think I might cry when the tech reveals the sex of the baby to me. "Would you like to know the sex? " "Yes" "It's a.................." I wonder how K will react? He just knows this baby is a boy. LOL.

Other than that, I'm doing fine. Back to my pickle cravings. I also have an addiction to strawberry sundaes from Dairy Queen. I've also been wanting some Chow Baby. That would be delicious! Or Hot Stixs. Ummmmm. I sometimes wake up in the middle of thenight cravingfood. Of course I just slip some water and go back to bed but I still want food.

The fatigue came back strong this week. I've been hitting the sack by 8:30 or 9 but one can never have too much sleep. Anyway, I think I'll hit the sack now so that baby and I can do our McDonald's burrito in the morning before court.