Chili Pepper

Being pregnant is WEIRD! I don't think I'll ever be fully adjusted to the mood swings, upset stomach, fatigue, sensitivity, and all the other symptoms that seem to come and go every single day. Nothing ever stays the same, so each day brings new challenges. Tricks that I learn today may not work again tomorrow. Some days start out good and end bad, and some days start out bad and then end good. Nothing stays consistant---nothing stays the same--- nothing is predictable--- everyday there's something new to learn from. Me and my body are officially strangers now.

But things have been fun and exciting, as well. I didn't expect Scott and Emma to be so excited about my pregnancy, for instance. They surprise me by asking me how I feel every single day, and they both pray for me and the baby all the time. They also want to know how their new little brother or sister is getting along every day (as if I really knew). Emma even gave my baby a nickname that she picked on her own. Apparently, my baby's name is "Chili Pepper." I think she named the baby that because I craved lots of spicey foods and sauces a couple of weeks ago (not any more). I thought the name was so cute that it kind of stuck. Both Scott and Emma, and even sometimes Brad, call my baby Chili Pepper.

Well, as far as I know, Chili Pepper is alive and growing fine. He or she keeps me sick every single day, so I know my hormones and body are working normally. I'll see my OBGYN next week, so maybe I'll find out more details about Chili Pepper then. My main concern is knowing whether or not I have only one Chili Pepper, and not two or three of them. One Pepper is enough for me!