Today was my cousin's funeral. The last week has been really rough, but we're so lucky to have lots and lots of extremely close family to support each other, and while the overall situation obviously sucks, it's been good to see everyone together. It's also been funny because my grandma is SO concerned about me - she wouldn't let me move a chair (enlisting another cousin to do it), carry my backpack to my car (making yet another cousin take it), scrape my own windows (asked my brother to do it for me), and kicked me out of the gathering at 10:00pm to go home and sleep. I feel so fragile and delicate around her; it's kind of nice.
We also hit 14 weeks today. I think it was at about 15 or 16 weeks last time that I started to feel authentically pregnant - not that I had different symptoms or was any bigger, just that it sounds really pregnant. As opposed to 12 or 14 weeks, which doesn't really sound that pregnant at all. I'm hoping to know what it's like to say that I'm 30 weeks or 36 weeks pregnant. Now THAT really sounds pregnant.