I can't believe it, but I'll be 25 weeks tomorrow. That means only three more weeks in my second trimester. The third starts at 28 weeks. I can't believe it's gone by so quickly. I have this strange mix of emotions all the time where I want everything to move slowly so that I can really enjoy being pregnant, but I am also getting more and more excited for the baby to come (and oddly, more and more excited about labor and delivery...). It's strange how not a minute seems to go by without me thinking of the baby, and I have the pseudo-epiphany every ten minutes or so that I will be having a baby sometime soon. It's so strange to think of things like that.
Someone at work commented that she thought I'd have a really well-dressed baby, and it finally ocurred to me that Justin and I get to decide what the baby wears. We were looking at the American Apparel website, which has really cute and funky baby clothes (infant karate pants, adorable!) and one of the babies in the picture had a mohawk. Sort of like the one that Angelina Jolie had on her son. It was definitely a moment of realization when my friend asked me if I would ever give a baby a mohawk. I thought, "oh, I could give it whatever haircut I want," and it was the strangest sensation ever. I don't know that Justin gets it yet, but I can't blame him, since he's not constantly feeling the jabs and kicks of a bored little fetus. It will catch up. :)