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I went ahead and bought a nice new bra--I went from a DDD to an I (yup, the letter after H) and couldn't squeeze into the old ones anymore. It feels SO much better to have the right size on! (But yes, I did buy a nursing bra, hoping that my breasts will be this size again postpartum.)
Is anyone else feeling the growing-boob "tingles" again? I'm 20w4d, and could swear that they're getting even bigger.
I have grown a *ton* lately. I woke up this morning, and even DF agreed that I had grown since last night! I don't get tingles, really, but they hurt something fierce when they're growing (that's one of the first ways I knew I was pregnant this time, painful boobs).
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cyclamen bambihelton, I love the VS bras! A friend gave me one she'd bought that was a bit to small for her, but it turned out to fit me just right. I had never worn something so comfortable IN MY LIFE.
Cananny, I hope you get good news about baby B when you see the peri.
I'm getting my anatomical scan in a week. I'm really pretty excited!
We had a good tday too - mellow afternoon and my SO's parents. DD enjoyed seeing all of her relatives. I made the turkey! It came out great, and I was relieved.
I've been struggling with some perinatal depression and really trying to get myself outside and moving a little bit every day. It's helping, but it sucks dealing with it. I feel lonely a lot. I had some friends that I thought were good friends who turned out to not be really good for me, and I'm sort of demoralized by the idea of trying to make more new friends. And I don't have any contact with my family (which is a good thing, but still lonely). I don't know really what I should do about it.
I have never worn VS bras. Not ever since I asked them if they carried my size, and the lady looked at me and said, "No, Victoria's Secret has a certain image they want to portray, and... you don't fit in it." But if I could find my size and was comfortable, I guess I'd suck it up, if it wasn't uber expensive.
DF and I had been planning to go out last night/yesterday to go Christmas shopping for DD and DS, and to get some maternity clothes for me, for a couple of weeks now, and I had asked my mom if she could/would watch them for us. She said it wasn't a problem. When I went over to see what time would be best for her, I told her that I had figured out why I was so uncomfortable at Thanksgiving, because my clothes don't fit anymore, and were too tight/restricting, and so I was glad we were going to get to go shopping for maternity clothes, but that we'd be going to Indianapolis (about 45 minutes away), because there aren't any places nearby. She was like, "You should just get next size up sweat pants and t-shirts." I said that while sweat pants and t-shirts may be comfortable, and they certainly have their place (Heck, I even wear them to work, because work is so uncomfortable otherwise, at least my clothes can be comfortable), I wanted to get some nice clothes I could wear out, when (if) DF and I get to go out, or for when we get married in a couple of months (just JOP for now, until we have money saved for church wedding/reception), and for church. She told me that she just goes to church in sweatsuits, so why shouldn't/couldn't I? And that I'm just wasting money on things I don't really *need*. 
That really bothered me, because I was/am really trying to enjoy this pregnancy, the best I can, since with DD and DS I never really could, and with all the other *crap* that is going on right now, with me, I just want(ed) some clothes that are nice, and, like I told DF when we were looking last night, "I want something that says, 'Okay, I admit. I may have eaten an extra doughnut this morning, but mostly I'm pregnant." We didn't go to Indy, because we found a few consignment shops closer to us, but by the time we got to them, they were closed, so we went to Kohl's, Target, and a couple places in the mall. We didn't find anything, unfortunately, that wasn't super expensive ($26 for a striped t-shirt??? Whatever.), but DF said that I could go out next weekend, either by myself or with DD, and go to the consignment shops and/or Indy, and make a day of it.
On the other hand, we had *so* much fun with other stuff! We went to Toys R Us, to see what they might have, and didn't find anything that screamed "Buy me!", so we just looked around. We ended up going to Wal-Mart (bleh), and found a few things that *did* seem to fit with DD and DS much better, so we've got about half their Christmas stuff, just still need the rest, and to figure out what to do for birthdays (Thankfully, this baby will *not* be due in December!).
We were going to go to a steakhouse that I/we've been wanting to try, but by the time we got there, it was close to closing, so we decided that Chinese food sounded good. We decided to try this new-ish place that we've been wanting to try for awhile, but had *no* idea what it was about. We went in, and they had the hibachi right at the table! The guy came in, and really putting on a show, throwing eggs up in the air, flipping the rice/meat/veggies everywhere, it was really neat. When we was cooking the vegetables, he chopped up some broccoli and starting flipping it to people to catch in their mouth. He started on other side of the table, and threw everyone one or two pieces, and I was at the other side, and he threw one piece, two piece broccoli, then threw a piece of mushroom, and then a whole mushroom, so fast! He threw, like, eight pieces at me! He kept saying, "You eat! You eat! Eat!" DF was cracking up laughing, it was funny. :) It was *so* good food! DF tried sake (He loved it!) I tasted a sip (It's okay), and when they brought the bill, DF was like, "I don't want to see. Don't show me. I don't want to know." (We didn't know before we went, couldn't find a price range online, but it was *way* outside of what we used to/usually can afford, but by the time we realized, we were already seated, and were like, "What the hay? We have the money, we been wanting to try it, and who *knows* when just *we* will be able to go out again like this?") It wasn't terrible, but definitely not something we'll be doing every day. 
Today, the kids and I made cookies. I found a direction for rolled sugar cookies online somewhere, and all the reviews were "You'll *love* this recipe! It's so great! Blah blah blah!" so we tried it. I don't know what happened, but the first three or four attempts turned out *terrible*. I know the dough felt *awfully* sticky when I pulled it out of the fridge, but I've never made sugar cookies before from scratch, so I just went with it. I floured the table really well, floured the rolling pin, floured the top of the dough, and... it still stuck. To the table, the rolling pin, everywhere. So I kept adding flour and reworking it, and finally it came out alright. The kids had fun, DD just kept making Santa Clauses, and DS kept just making snowmen and Christmas trees. :P And we have a *lot* of cookies. :P I told DF I think next weekend, we'll stick with drop cookies, probably chocolate chip. :)
Oh my gosh. 
I'm going to have to get educated for sure. 
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