I'm scared of going to work or doing anything too strenuous. I am exhausted. I don't want to do anything that could hurt the baby. I know I'm being irrational (at least partly), but I don't care. I wish I could wrap myself in bubble wrap and lay in bed for the next 8 months.
Kyle is so excited. It's really lovely. I told my mom:
And we are telling my dad tonight. He invited us up for dinner.