24 weeks~~~

There are good days, and there are bad days. Today was not so hot. Baby-wise all is well. I'm talking more along the lines of mental wellness.

Anyways, sometimes the fact that there is somebody growing inside of me freaks me out just a little bit, but then again, a bajillion other women go through the same thing, so it can't be that weird.

You know, being 6 months pregnant, I've gained a very decent 10-12 pounds. I haven't been having those major food cravings that people expect me to have. But I think it's just because I'm all riced and noodled out for a while. When I see this food, or even think about my next meal, this feeling that makes me a bit ill wells up inside. What I really want is PASTA, TACOS, CAESAR SALADS, CHEESEBURGERS, MUSHROOM BURGERS, a hell, just give me a big fat juicy STEAK!

I do wish my girlfriends were here with me. I need a dose of laughter and just to giggle over nothing.

Wonder when I will get a chance to visit home.