I think I'm suppose to be really excited that it's '12' weeks, but it's lost on me. I guess 12 weeks is like 3 months pregnant, but really it's only 2.5 months, and it's almost the end of the first trimester, but not, and well... it feels there should be something particularly special about it, but I haven't figured out what yet.
But in any event, it's another week, and that's still something.
Me and the hubs have been talking more in terms of actually having a baby lately, but every time I say something, I always qualify it with, "assuming it's still alive."
DH does not like me saying this all the time. I get why, and I don't like thinking about it myself. I guess I'm worried that if I get too cocky about the likelihood of an actual baby at the end of this, I'm just asking for disaster. Definitely not that comfortable yet... but I'm going to keep the dead baby thoughts to myself for awhile.
In "More than you ever wanted to know about Amanda's Body news" nothing new to report. My boobs haven't really grown substancially yet, but my dang bra is starting to bother me... I need a more supportive one now (boobs aren't larger, but probably heavier), so I will have to bra shop again. Ick. I keep thinking I wish I still had that one bra I had in highschool that came out of a box. It was a total granny bra, but it would be wonderful to have now.
My blood sugar was doing great the other week, but then I ran out of strips and some people who shall remain nameless really slacked at getting my strip prescription in and I finally got new strips last night. I took my first reading about 2 hours after I'd eaten a couple of nectarines and it was 73 (which is kinda low) and that probably explains why I was feeling lightheaded. Never fear, chocolate milk to the rescue!
I discovered something a little strange the other day. My metformin used to cost me ~$38 per month, but I refilled the other week and it was only $22. I think it would be weird for a insurance company to change their coverage mid year, so I can only wonder if it isn't because I told my ins company I was pregnant or maybe because I told them I was being sent for diabetes education. Oh well, that's a win for me.
Ok, well, in summary, status quo.