We still aren't telling people I'm pregnant. It's just weird. People don't always respond so positively to the news that you've having your eighth baby. But the even funnier thing is that when I'm not pregnant, all they can do is ask us when we're going to have another. Thankfully a few friends are very excited for me, making it much easier than it could be to feel buffered, and I have some places to vent.
Okay and a bit of a whine here - did I mention that my finger still hurts from the poke over two weeks ago? Really, this is ridiculous. Maybe I'm sensitive but I'm bruised still. It also makes typing really difficult.
No maternity clothes for me yet, thankfully. I'm also starting to think ahead, like can I still start graduate school in the fall or should I delay, perhaps I can go part time...
