I'm going to try so hard not to let this become a pregnancy blog, but this has always been an "ALL ABOUT ME" blog, and this is the biggest thing that's ever happened to me, so bear with me, please, will ya? I'll have something else to talk about eventually, I swear.
Having said that, I had some spotting earlier today. Needless to say (but I'm going to say it anyhow), that freaked me rightthefuck out. Of course, everyone on BabyCenter says it's normal, so I'm going to try really hard not to stress about it at this point. Man. This is going to be a long 9 months.
I'm irritable. Everything gets on my nerves. So, I'm trying to spend some time by myself and focus on things that don't irritate me. It's a hard row to hoe, let me tell ya. I hate that I'm such a bitch sometimes. A few more weeks and I'll be fine. It has to be true. In the mean time, I'm taking lots of showers (so I can cry) and lucky Finn is getting lots of walks (so I can get out of the house to avoid screaming and throwing things).
I've been having crazy vivid dreams. I don't know if I'm sleeping more deeply or if it's the hormones or what. I like it, though. Even when I wake up and I'm all "WTF was that about?" I like dreaming. It's like reading, but without any effort.