Still so busy. Didn’t get home until 8pm today, at which time I practically inhaled a salad I picked up on the way home. Appointments, picking up prescriptions, stopping to get milk. Then running home to take the dogs out and feed the brood. (Forgot to buy canned cat food. F*ck.) Tomorrow I get off at 4pm, have to pick up the now-repaired truck by 5pm, and have no idea how I’m supposed to do that since I am one person and will have two vehicles to drive home. I have presents to wrap. Presents to BUY. I am searching for my sanity, has anyone seen it?

Five more days, five more days, five more days…..

My tailbone is really starting to ache, which does not bode well since it is so early yet for that. On the drive home it was hurting and then I started getting low down jolts – maybe cervix, maybe not. After a little while I they started to worry me. I don’t like things out of the ordinary. I started thinking, Baby, are you okay in there? I hope you are. I know I felt you a lot last night. But I’d really appreciate feeling something tonight, too, just to be sure. A few minutes later I felt a pop on my lower left. I laughed out loud. Point taken, baby. I love you, too. (The twinges stopped when I got out of the car.)

17 weeks. I am up 5 lbs total. Online sites tell me baby should be around 5.3 inches crown-to-rump and weighs about 5 ounces. That still seems so tiny, and yet so big compared to where we started.