Turkey's done!

Twenty six weeks tomorrow and I am already itching for this kid to be here already. We officially have started receiving in gifts from baby well wishers and have the crib put together. In a room that we be specifically for a new little human that will come to live with us for the next 18 years. Woah.

The gifts coming in are super sweet and all really nice things that we are actually going to need to keep this kid amused, safe and sleeping. And we have more gifts coming this weekend at the in-laws/out-laws combined baby shower. While my brains are emotionally back to normal, I do still have my irrational fears and lately that has been for 2 things. 1. That we won’t have people show up to the shower or buy the essentials that we are going to need off the registry and 2. That I’ll end up getting gift cards and have to order all this stuff myself and decide how to spend the money on what items. It’s so much easier when other people decide for you. I don’t need people to buy stuff for us in order for us to be able to have this child. We are not in dire financial straights at all. I just want the full experience I guess. You know, the full cheesy  experience with all the “ooooo’s” and “awwwww’s”. Who am I??

The other thing I’m not so super looking forward to with this baby shower? The belly touching. The touching in general, really. Hugging is getting awkward now because my belly is… well… front and center. Most people have told me that I don’t really look pregnant, which is nice, but I just feel so out of my element. It’s getting to the point where I really worry when I don’t oil up my skin every day because I feel like my skin could pop at any time. My belly button is even starting to look like it’s being put under the serious stress of needing to decide if it can/will stay an inny or if I will be an awkward preggo with a turkey timer outtie. Oh the suspense is killing me!