Welllllll I am officially half-way through the pregnancy! (Although we'll have to see if I go long like Susan does, in which case I am NOT half-way)! I am just feeling so much better than I did in the first trimester. More energy, no nausea. It's awesome. My friend Amy just reminded me to enjoy the "golden trimester" since I think the third is just kind of uncomfortable. If I HAD a complaint (which I really don't) it would be that I still feel like I'm an awkward size... IS she pregnant? I feel big already (scaaaary!) but I know I don't LOOK big and pregnant yet. And I'm not loving how clothes look on me, so thank you everyone for being gracious and just telling me I look good. Please continue to do that NO MATTER WHAT. Kthanks.
This was our pregnancy announcement on social media. We announced on my birthday. I thiiiiiiiiink some people who never see me didn't know how cheesily photoshopped this picture is. Even some people at work who see me every day didn't know...? But that's okay. It makes me chuckle.
\Stacy came into town this weekend! We went to New Orleans Friday (I took half-a-day at work). We went to the square and got Stacy and Charlie beignets and coffee. Risa, Stacy and Ethan went to a concert and got in laaaaaate. Saturday night we went to the Harvest Festival in New Roads--it's funny because I think that's around the same week Stacy moved to Louisiana last year! I miss her. I miss having my family close. (This picture is a good example of how I feel like I'm an awkward size).
Our trip to New Orleans was fun, but frustrating. I have a gluten free app on my phone, and found a few gluten free restaurants close-by so I'd be able to have dinner there. Wellllllll we walked to one, and it was closed. Then I found the next one: closed. Then the next 5 closest ones were all $$$ or $$$$ restaurants, meaning they were out. I almost got panic-y because I was getting hungry and I get too sick to just order a salad somewhere and hope they prepared it safely. Charlie and Stacy were troopers and stuck with me and helped me figure out what to do. I just hate everything being about me. I HATE not being able to be flexible and pick the restaurant that we all want to go to. I hate that my only criteria for a "good meal" eating out is if I get sick or not. Almost all social situations revolve around food. Food is what brings people together! And sometimes I just feel.... out. It takes SO MUCH planning and energy! Social situations are really, truly the worst part of the disease. I imagine I'll get better at that part with time though. (And maybe they'll create a medicine by then!)
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