1. I am starting to show. Niblet, amazingly, commented that I look to have lost weight this morning. Not so, little Nibble, I'm approaching 17 weeks and up 7 lbs. I had to change outfits four times this morning. Skirts with waists, y'all, skirts with waists are key. I have to be in a meetings with toxic boss tomorrow and Wednesday. Wardrobe choices are critical to my sanity.
2. I'm anxiously awaiting the results from my AFP test. Yes, it's just a screening for neural tube defects, no, it isn't diagnostic. But I won't even consider telling Niblet before we leave for the beach without a low-risk result in hand.
3. Today I cried watching a video of.... wait for it.... of a husky puppy getting a bath. Pregnancy is fucking ridiculous.