That would be me.
But only sometimes. I think I'm getting a little better as the sickness is dying down, getting my heartburn under control and I'm able to sleep a little bit more. When I say sleep I mean, after I have woken up at LEAST two times before the 'normal' waking up time to use the bathroom because I have the smallest bladder in the world. At least that's what it feels like. I also end up sleeping in the boys room because my husband snores like a bear with a chainsaw and if I stay and try and sleep through it... I get frustrated and just want to hurt him. (Love you sweetheart!) SO, I end up having a king sized bed to myself... and my cat, who also like to wake me up in the morning to tell me that he has no food. But really he does. Rajah just wants to walk down the stairs with him to show him that in fact he does have food. Good thing he's cute.
I am possibly looking for a new job. I say possibly because I have no idea what is going on with the job that I have now. There was a mix up with my background check at the Adult Foster home that I work at and had to do a new one. No problem. It could take up to two weeks to process. Took a week and a half. Called my boss, he cleared me to work again. Let my scheduler know (my boss supposedly called her too), she hasn't called/text me in a week even with my repeated calls and texts to her. Basically I'm not getting any answers. SO. Trying to figure out what to do next. I was planning on working up to mid April, health and baby progress permitted. Pretty much all the CNA positions I've looked into are not looking for an 18 week pregnant lady. Not working for the past two weeks has made me lazy and slightly depressed I think. I'll up for pretty much anything, except for going back to KinderCare, who has postings for jobs at just about every center right now... It doesn't have to be CNA related at this point. As long as I am able to help my hard working husband with saving some money I would more than happy.
On a happier note, I'm a couple days away from being 18 weeks. According to the app I have on my phone, baby is as big is an onion.
Yeah. Not a cute comparison, but it kind of puts it into perspective for me. I'm getting a little anxious to start feeling movement. Sometimes I think I do, but I can't really tell if it's baby or my rumbling tummy. Either way, Luis and I are excited to find out what it is on the 25th! I'm going to start the adventure of crocheting a couple baby hats! I'm not very talented when it comes to creative things... so we'll see how it goes. When I find out what the onion will be, I'll move on to baby blankets :)