A few days ago, the end of the quarter grading period caused me more stress than usual. The baby danced around a lot that day, and everything was good again despite the headache.
Yesterday, I started to feel crummy thanks to my autoimmune nonsense acting up (had to take today off as a result). The baby danced around when I felt my crummiest, and everything was good again despite the health problems.
I think the kid keeps dancing around to remind me that everything is still good because SHE is here. Yes, there's a mini me dancing on the inside, and grateful does not begin to cover how I feel. She must know I am typing about her because she is just bee bopping around right now. Jeff really wanted a little boy, and a big brother would be cool. However, I feel so much more relieved knowing our little one is a girl because I know she will be a fighter like me. I feel like she will be okay because she will inherit my "everything will be good again" attitude. (Note: Let's hope she inherits her father's beautiful eyelashes, consistently clear complexion, and rock-solid immune system.)
Cardigan: Gap Maternity
Shirt: LOFT outlet
Maxi skirt: Gap
Sandals (you can't see): Franco Sarto (my top ten remix item)
I told Jeff to make the gender announcement and to "go with a Game of Thrones" theme. What he came up with had me laughing hard.