*Are you guys getting sick of these weekly updates? Because I can just write them for myself/Fake Baby and not publish them. It's whatever the people want. Just let me know. I promise my feelings will not be hurt if you tell me you just DO NOT CARE about the minutiae of my pregnancy.*
How big is the baby? Fake Baby is now a peach! And might be sucking his/her thumb!
Total Weight Gain: All I know is that even my face feels fat.
Belly Update: So I totally forgot to take a picture this morning when I was wearing real people clothes and didn't remember to take it before I got home and changed into my sweats. Here's a ghetto Photo Booth shot of my belly that I took approximately five seconds ago. Please try not to be blinded by my pale stomach or horrified by the fact that you can see the lines from my skirt and pantyhose (yes, all of my clothes are VERY snug) branded across my stomach.
Maternity Clothes? Not wearing maternity pants yet, but relying more heavily on my BellaBand with every passing day. I bought three new sweaters/shirts at Target - one maternity shirt in an XS and two regular shirts in a S - they're fitting me well at the moment, and I have room to grow in all three.
Movement? Sigh. Not yet. I'm waiting very impatiently.
Food Cravings? None in particular that I can think of. Just FOOD in general. I am turning into a bottomless pit. Yesterday after I practically licked my plate clean at dinner, I finished up most of what Preston didn't want. And then I had dessert (in my defense, however, my dessert was Greek yogurt with sliced almonds - at least sort of healthy).
Food Aversions? Are on their way out (fingers crossed, knock on wood, etc.)!! I can eat like a NORMAL person again, which is such a relief. Although I'm still carrying snacks with me wherever I go, I don't feel as though I must have a Saltine in my mouth at all moments in order to prevent nausea. Veggies and hot tea (and even the occasional coffee - but I still don't want to make it at home) are once more welcome. Thank goodness.
What I miss: Oh this is going to sound silly, but here goes: I miss being small. I miss my khaki dress pants (which are officially WAY too tight for me to wear - they fit perfectly in September), having a chest that is not ginormous, and just, I don't know...feeling cute. That said, I started exercising again this week, and that has already helped my body image. I'm hoping that as I continue to exercise and feel strong again I will be able to counteract at least a little bit the (ever-increasing) feelings of "OH MY GOD I AM ENORMOUS."
What I'm looking forward to: Movement.
Dogs: Are officially going bat-shit crazy. They totally know something's going on. Callie is simply much more in need of affection - she jumps up on the bed at night, sleeps at our feet, and in general just sticks much more closely by me when I'm home. Ness has always had a need for ATTENTION ATTENTION SO MUCH ATTENTION, but even she is being clingier/needier than usual. Although the dogs' need for constant attention is annoying at times (especially at night, when all four of us are on the bed), mostly it's endearing. Ness has also shared her anxiety about the fact that there is something different here by pooping on the rug four times in the last two weeks. This is less endearing. [She hasn't pooped inside in ages, so this is a major change]
Milestones: We're officially in the second trimester - WOOT. Seeing the baby on Friday was a big personal milestone for us (in that our parents are now spreading the news, we're beginning to tell people at school and work, etc.). I got our genetic testing results back today and everything looks great (i.e. our baby will likely be perfectly healthy!). If we're facebook friends, you'll see that I'm putting up a few baby-related pictures tonight.
Oh, and THIS: Dude. We have to fit a crib in our apartment. WHAT.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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I enjoy these updates. :) My vote is to keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteI feel like weekly updates of any kind can be a bit much, and this is from a girl who posted about her dog every week for a year. And it was a bit much. :)
ReplyDeleteBut I feel even more strongly that you write whatever you want, so that is my real response.
*No.*
ReplyDeleteAlso, you are still wee, despite what it feels like.