Herkemer has the hiccups

what do you say when everyone around you asks if you're having a good pregnancy when you're not? why burden everyone with the story?

i wouldn't be in this predicament if my baby weren't twice the size it's supposed to be. someone actually asked me yesterday if i were having twins. nope. just one baby in here. one baby with one big belly. i'm only six months pregnant, but look like i'm eight or nine months along already. it's not fun. it's not comfortable. i only pray that my baby is still okay and that we'll get to hold him when he's ready to arrive.

we've decided to scrap our list of baby names and start fresh. that is more difficult than it sounds. i'm just so bad with names. i'm just worried that he'll come sooner rather than later and we'll bring home (or leave in the hospital) baby boy Young. it isn't the worst thing in the world that could happen to us and we know that. it's actually quite a minor detail at this point. i'd be happy to have baby boy Young any day.

i hate to whine, but i'm in so much pain these last two weeks. i know that it's not supposed to hurt this much, and i'm taking my medicine just as the doctor instructed. it's not comfortable to lie down, or sit up, or stand, or bend over to pick things up off the floor. and it's not that it's just uncomfortable, it's downright painful.

i get to go to the doctor in Peoria tomorrow morning bright and early. Wendy is driving me over there, and she'll get to see her nephew on the ultrasound screen. thank god Reid has a wonderful family. i love our families so much.

it's time to try to sleep again. sleep seems to be the last thing i want to do lately. i have to get up every hour to pee. it hurts to turn over in bed, to get out of bed, and to get back into bed. i'd rather sleep sitting up but that just wouldn't work either. this is why i need advice, answers, and encouragement from the doctor. i just feel like giving up.

good night!