22 Weeks

 22 weeks pregnant and turning 22 years old this weekend. How cool is that? My blood pressure has remained high-ish, but stable and has not gone up any higher. Today, I have to collect 24 hours worth of urine to take to my doctor on Friday so that she can check for even trace amounts of protein. I suppose it is just a precaution to make sure I do not have preeclampsia. It sure is annoying to have to pee in a cup every time I go to the bathroom...which is pretty often considering this baby is growing heavier and putting more pressure on my bladder.

Ashley has been paddling away at the inside of my uterus. I can feel her moving almost all the time. I really hope that my husband will be able to put his hand on my tummy and feel her kicks soon.

As I said before, my birthday is this weekend. My birthday wish is that I receive something that is not related to my pregnancy or to the baby. My mother-in-law gave me maternity clothes for Christmas and my birthday this year. And it isn't like I do not really appreciate it, I absolutely do, I'd also be appreciative of some bath and body works or a new nail polish...some way I can get a little pampering. Some chocolate would be lovely... I've been under a lot of stress lately and much of that stress has caused me to get the blues once in a while. Sometimes a brownie and a self-manicure is the perfect way to lift me out of my pity parties. Regardless of what this weekend holds, it is that start of a new year for my life and I am optimistic that this will prove to be the best year yet.

Normally around this time, I would be going to a tanning salon to get a nice golden complexion to sport for the summer and making frequent trips to the gym. This year, I can't do either of those things. But, the sun is bright and it is finally starting to warm up outside after this long cold winter. I guess I can just enjoy the outdoors for now.