Compare to 23 weeks, 4 days with Annie. Also, compare to me in this exact same shirt at 24 weeks, 3 days last time... Ben thinks I look about the same, I think I look a little bigger now.
Weight Gain: I weighed myself at home and was up 8 pounds from pre-pregnancy. HOWEVER, I had a midwife appointment this morning, and was up 14 pounds. WTF? Thanks, scale at the midwife's office! Overall, that is consistent with how much I was up at this point in my pregnancy last time, but the difference is that I didn't gain ANYTHING until 19 weeks this time. So that's a big jump in not a lot of time! Eh, oh well. Considering I am currently enjoying a latte (not skim) and a muffin, I guess I'm not TOO concerned about it. The midwife was kind of like, huh... that's odd. Then checked for swelling, of which there is none, and said, oh well, these jumps happen sometimes and moved on. The rest of the appointment was fine - blood pressure low, baby moving all around and good strong heartbeat in the 150s.
Symptoms: Still feeling good! Definitely have the pregnancy insomnia, coupled with my normal insomnia, coupled with Annie not sleeping that well, so I'm pretty much always tired. I get a bit crampy and sore when I stay in one position for too long but nothing too bad.
What's different this time: The aforementioned forgetting how far along I am, and just not focusing on the pregnancy constantly. Again, as I've mentioned before, my belly seems just WAY bigger than I was at this point last time.
Cravings/Aversions: Eating pretty normal. Still have a sweet tooth and typically have something sweet every day which I've pretty much done since I was pregnant with Annie. No major aversions. I was even able to cook and consume an indian spiced meal which was a big lingering aversion from my first pregnancy.
Sleep: See above - not so hot.
I am loving: my boots and being able to wear them with a few maternity friendly outfits.
I miss: nothing major this week out of the ordinary.
I am looking forward to: the holidays! I love this time of year. A big "holiday" this year is my 30th birthday, on December 23rd, which I hope we'll be able to celebrate in some fashion. I'm feeling kind of lame about it and don't really want to do anything major, which is odd for me.
I'm spazzing about: just trying to figure out what we'll really need to do before this baby boy comes, and getting the motivation and energy to actually do it.
Best thing about this week: seeing my niece and nephew dig in to their PKU friendly 1st birthday cupcakes! Also, prenatal yoga finally - it felt good to get some exercise.
Milestones: None that I know of. My Baby Center email says that the baby can feel me dance now. Neat.
Movement: Lots, and definitely stronger - Ben's felt him quite a few more times but is very impatient so will only keep his hand there for like 5 seconds before moving on :)
It's a...: boy! I think that will be surreal until this kid is like 6 months old.
Exercise: OMG! Yes! I exercised in an official capacity for the first time since I was 34 weeks pregnant with Annie and went to my last prenatal yoga class. Allison and Laura accompanied me to Blooma, and it was great - definitely an "easier" yoga class, but was hard for me and I'm really sore today. It felt great to have an hour to focus on this pregnancy and my baby boy. I got a package so I'll be motivated to continue going, probably on weekend mornings since that's when I have the most energy.
Diet: I think I'll take this line off unless it becomes applicable due to gestational diabetes, because I just don't care.
2 comments:
I love that last line... "because I just don't care." That is perfect. I think you look almost exactly the same - just longer hair.
Awww, such a cute little baby bump. I wish I had your ridiculously long torseau (oh god, I have no idea how to spell that, I just erased it and re-typed it 5 times), because you just look so thin and cute still. I am a monster, comparatively, I need to keep reminding myself that I'm 7 weeks ahead, and it's ok that I'm a bit of a monster. But it's hard.
Also, YES! to forgetting how far along you are. That is so so true. And that would have NEVER happened with my first pregnancy. NEVER. Someone would ask me and I'd be like, "27 weeks, 3 days". Now it takes me a minute to figure out, and I round up or down, never throwing in the "& X days!"
And I'm also starting to spaz about what I all need to start getting done. Last night I was laying in bed starting to freak out about making plans for Gus for the actual birth. Like, who's going to take him? Can they take off work if we end up going into labor in the middle of the week? How soon will they bring him to the hospital to see us? What sort of gift should we get for him from his little brother? Is he going to freak out and get crazy separation anxiety about me like he was this weekend? (We had a bit of a rough weekend, with sleep, with neediness, and so of course this is when I decide to start thinking about and panicking about all the realities we'll be facing in a few short months... and picturing toddler hysterics in the middle of the hospital room).
Whoa. Long comment. My husband just walked by and said, "Are you blogging, on someone else's blog? Isn't that rude?"
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