Week 12

I got another ultra sound this week as part of some birth defect screening. The alien now looks like an actual person complete with big head (this has me concerned). It looks like he/she's is sucking its thumb.
Every now and then I can feel small, dull pains in my baby incubator. It is a foreign feeling and gives me little to look forward to come labor/delivery.
I'm still not really showing at all but I do feel fatter than normal. Who would have ever thought I would look forward to having a baby belly? I honestly feel like it will make this seem more real. Part of me still doesn't really believe that a person is growing inside of me.
No crazy cravings although I've noticed that I really don't want zucchini and ice cream seems like a perfectly viable dinner option. Not sure if that is pregnancy related or inner fat kid justification...
I'm still more irritable when it comes to dealing with normally annoying things. People and situations that are upsetting get to me a little bit more. I haven't had any crazy mood swings and don't think I'll start.
The stress of life now and in the future seems overwhelming. I don't know how anyone affords kids. After looking my budget over and over and over I don't see how it will work. Somehow I have to have faith that we'll get by.

I've started compiling a list of names, well...this probably started 4 weeks ago to be honest. I was tossing names out to friends and family but after getting some less than favorable reactions I've decided to keep this list to myself until I find out the gender. Cesar and I decided not to tell anyone the gender or the name. The thought of tons of pink/blue crap makes my stomach turn so I'm challenging my loved ones to be more creative than that.