I'm so excited that I'm getting close to my 18th week of pregnancy... which in my little pregnancy planner translates to the start of the fifth month. That seems legit, which is exciting, but I'm still having a hard time letting myself be super excited. I'm definitely larger and rounder, but maybe not totally "showing" (unless you know I'm pregnant), I haven't felt the baby move, we don't know if it's a boy or a girl, and it just seems like there is soooo much more waiting time until this is actually real.
D has been super hyped on wool clothing lately, so he recently bought some wool baby booties... there are 2 pairs of gender-neutral baby shorts (given to us by an awesome friend) and a diaper bag (made by my mom) hidden in the closet in the potential nursery along with the booties. That's as far as we've gone with letting this avocado-sized parasite take up space in our house. I'm hoping that once we have an ultrasound in a few weeks and (hopefully!) find out what kind of parts it has it will be easy to go baby crazy and plan everything for the last few months!
