5 weeks

Oh 5 weeks... you were decidedly less fun than 4 weeks.  As you can probably deduce from my face in this picture, my bizarre sleep patterns have continued. They even reached a new level of weirdness on Wednesday when I got out of bed at 3:45am with a fiery compulsion to eat a bowl of Wheaties.  I dutifully did as my body demanded and then proceeded to fall asleep on the couch for the next 3 hours.  This tiny, sweet-pea-sized baby is already in complete control.  I've also been experiencing a perpetual feeling of (for lack of a better way of explaining it)... gas.  It just feels like an unburstable bubble of air in my stomach from sun up to sun down.  

With all this said, there has never been a happier period of time in my entire life.  Everything my husband does is suddenly adorable.  

The questions he asks 

The things he does to be helpful

The fact that he has referred to the baby as "she" on more than one occasion.  There has been no indication of a gender yet, of course.  I think that he has just gotten used to living with all girls -- ya know, me and the dog.  

I'm just completely enamored.  [Stay tuned for changes on this front.  hahahha.  I hear I'm supposed to become extra moody at some point.]

This week I also purchased Little Duff's crib.  Yes, I know - it's very premature.  But it's one of the few things that I am completely positive about, whether this baby is a boy or a girl.  Since we still hadn't told anyone the news, I had to find some sort of outlet for my excitement.  So here it is... the place where our sweet babe will rest his/her head...

After you get a fortune like this with your Kung Pao shrimp from PF Changs, an emotional pregnant girl is bound to make a few early nursery purchases.  

Bobby and I decided that sharing the news with our families on Christmas would be incredibly fun.  The Walters side of the family was celebrating and exchanging gifts on December 22nd, so we got to surprise them a few days early.

I handed my parents a small stack of pictures that I had printed for them.  They were family shots from my grandfather's 90th birthday and Thanksgiving.  The big surprise was a picture of the positive pregnancy tests that I cleverly snuck in at the end.