Reflections on four months by Tracey

Four months; 16 weeks; 112 days. Amazing how different it sounds when you break it down like that. Four months makes it seem like it's almost over, like I'm almost halfway there, because everyone knows that a pregnancy lasts 9 months. (By the way, that's not true! Most pregnancies are actually more like 10 months, but that's beside the point.)
16 weeks is what I tell people when they ask how far along I am. To me, it's easier to break things down into weeks, because I know what I can accomplish in a week, whereas a month is this huge amount of time, and being somewhat of a procrastinator, it just doesn't give me that sense of pressure that a week does. But at the same time, 16 weeks doesn't seem as close to the halfway point, which makes me panic a little less that we won't have everything done in time for this baby's arrival.
112 days would not be a practical answer to give anyone that asked me how far along I am, and in reality, gives me no comfort, because we have approximately 168 days until the baby is here. So, it doesn't sound that far from 112 days.
The point of all this? Not really sure. I guess mainly that time has both sped up and slowed down for me. I look at my list of things that I want to have done by mid January, and I think, there's not enough time to do it all. But the next minute I think about how quickly the last 16 weeks have gone by and it makes me a little sad that I don't have more time to enjoy this experience. With the exception of the killer sinus headache I've had the last four days, pregnancy has been a breeze for me! I've loved every minute of being pregnant, and I hope that Edgar would say that it's been pretty easy so far (though I'm sure he hates the random crying jags). Let's just hope this continues for the next 21-24 weeks!