Not much to report

14 weeks pregnant today and wearing maternity pants to work. I walked in and my boss said to me "Wow, you look nice!". I'm interpreting that to mean "wow - pants that fit! Great job!". Nice.

It's another 2 weeks until my next mw appointment. I have no reason to think that there's anything wrong but I still eagerly look forward to hearing that heartbeat. I'm strangely obsessed with learning the gender of this baby. 20 weeks can't get here fast enough.

Audrey is a peach. The silliest, craziest peach ever. She's saying a new word every single day and is just so fascinated with everything going on around her. The latest funny is how chatty she is before bedtime every night. She gets all wound up in the tub/playing on the big bed/putting on PJs. I still nurse her before she falls asleep - that's our quiet down and relax time. Our neighbor's dogs have been particularly barky the past few nights as we've been winding down. For whatever reason Audrey feels obligated to bark back at them which in turn cracks me up and frustrates me because she gets herself going again. Crazy girl.

I love how she curls up on my lap and in my arms. I will be so very sad when she doesn't fit anymore.