seventeen weeks

i'm 17 weeks. which is almost halfway there. which means baby is the size of a onion/turnip. is that not huge? i feel movement but it is super, super sporadic. which is normal and not me freaking out. and according to my baby website, the baby is developing ear bones so it can now hear. to evan that meant, SAY HI TO THE BABY BY SHOUTING REALLY LOUD IN LARISSA'S EAR.

so i'm deaf now.

according to our friends our baby is going to have evan's crazy curly hair and my attitude. i had better tame it down because raising a child like me, while HILARIOUS, would not be fun. [sorry mom. i'm sure i was a handful.]

also we think it's a boy. actually, EVERYONE thinks it's a boy. people will be like "blah blah blah HE blah blah oops! i mean he/she..." hahaha. except for target has THEE cutest little tutus for baby girls right now. and this adorable little peacoat. i could just puke it's that cute.

but we are NOT finding out. we have an ultrasound in a few weeks, which would be the ultrasound that tells us what it is, but on the information sheet it said "blah blah blah rule out twins, blah blah blah." EXCUSE ME, NO. 20 weeks to "rule out twins?" that should have been ruled out on day 1, thank you. get with it, modern medicine 2012. pretty sure there are not twins in there. we can go ahead and just rule that on out right now.

also: i'm over my egg aversion except i still don't want eggs but i can handle them. i even had some egg casserole on accident without even realizing it until i ate the entire thing and realized i didn't gag through it. good for me. and my new obsession is grapefruit juice. OMG i love grapefruit juice. i cannot get enough grapefruit juice. i drank almost an entire gallon in a single day last week. and i have this uncontrollable urge to put salt in it. i haven't yet. but i want to. is that even good? who knows. plus, i hate sweets and candy which is totally unnatural for me because i'm usually all about it. so that's good. this baby is a healthy one.

also, whoever said that there is a 2nd trimester burst of energy is a big fat liar. i napped all weekend long (except when i was woken up by these annoying campaigners banging on my door---hiiii i already voted please go awaaaay) and i still did not want to get out of bed this morning. so whenever that burst of energy wants to grace me with its presence, i will be most appreciative.