I worry about the stupidest fucking things I swear. My list of worries include

~this is going to be a dead of winter baby and I'm terrified about keeping this child warm enough. I mean we just got a new and better furnace, we don't live in an igloo, our car has heat but I'm terrified some how the baby will freeze from the car to the house.

~I'm worried about sling use in the winter and am almost going back on the 'no pain in the ass baby bucket' thing. i mean is it going to be hard to put a bundled baby in one? Do I shove it over or under my coat? And do I have to take the baby's coat off before putting him/her in a carseat? I don't remember this with X, he was bigger though during winter 5 mos. This has literally kept me up at night with worry.

~I'm fine with cloth diapering but everytime I think about cloth wipes I get really grossed out.

I'm not worried about nursing, sibling relationship, or most of cloth diapering. You know the big things.

I haven't really been updating because there's not much to update, routine non eventful pregnancy thus far (thank god). I'm starting to feel less exhausted and stupid, and I feel huge already. I cry a lot, like over everything. Maternity clothes are too big, my clothes are way too small bleh.

I saw my midwife yesterday, very good appt. Bloodtests and pap all fine (I hadn't had a pap in too long so I am relieved), no low iron this time. And the best part.... she got the heartbeat. For really real there's a baby there, I don't know why but it makes it feel more real.

Two pounds up from two weeks ago, I guess that's not too bad I already feel like a cow.