August 28, 2014 - 22 weeks

I'm trying to stay positive. I'm also failing, miserably, which is something I'm neither used to nor good at doing. I'm usually an upbeat person; I look on the bright side. I always see the silver lining. Yet, here I am, 22 weeks pregnant, more than halfway there and my ability to handle any sort of stress, anxiety or other negativity feels like its disintegrated.

Part of this is the fact that I'm extremely busy. In running a business, you never really stop working. Even though I've bought a laptop so that I can continue to remain connected during my maternity leave, the fact remains that I have to plan for my departure. That's difficult. It also means I'm ceding control and I don't really like doing that very much. Maybe, if I could sleep properly and comfortably, I'd be less cranky.

The house closes next week and we are almost done with the furniture and renovations scheduling. Thankfully, I'm getting a lot of help.

I'm going to register this afternoon, even though I don't plan on having a baby shower until after baby comes. At least I don't appear to be getting any bigger. If baby wasn't kicking so much, it would be really hard to see it as anything other than fat. Then again, s/he is supposedly the size of a papaya this week. I'm excited for baby, I just don't love the process of getting there.

S/He will be a winter baby like me. I'm almost sad s/he will miss the autumn. I love the fall and Halloween. So excited for Halloween in our new house! We're having a little Capricorn, unless s/he decides to come really early though, so we'll just have to find other things to love about snow.