I hate teeth.

Seriously.  Teeth have turned my good sleeping, content little boy into a mess at about 1 a.m. when he wakes up screaming bloody murder and will not go back to sleep without me.  These teeth - I can SEE them.  They are RIGHT THERE.  COME OUT ALREADY.  This is ridiculous.  The poor guy.  It's also making his nose run, he's coughing, it's just ridiculous.  PJ and mommy want to sleep again.

Anyway, got some beautiful gerber daisies from my son for mother's day -- he's so thoughtful.  Also enjoyed an excellent dinner at Ruth's Chris, only the best restaurant ever.  All in all, I had a very lovely mother's day weekend.

We're coming up on 18 weeks here. Feeling flutters occasionally, not too often though.  Hoping I feel some kicks soon.  I think it will feel like we're progressing more once there are things like that happening.   I cannot wait for this little one to be here.    I cannot wait to see PJ be a big brother - as worried as I am that PJ will be sad that he has to share mommy, and as scared as I am about loving this little one as much as PJ.  I know that's just normal feelings.    I am trying to push them out of my head.

We are finally going to the zoo this weekend -- I think PJ is gonna have a blast.   He loves the dog, so I am sure he will love the zoo with all the other animals.