Weeks: 32 weeks
Baby is the size of: a plastic scooterboard (lol wut)
Weight gain: This is a safe space, right? So I’ll give it to you straight… I weigh almost as much NOW as I did when I gave birth to Crosby. (!!!) Honestly, I feel fine about the poundages, I’m not freaking out about it… but the thing is that I also feel so much bigger this time around. If you don’t believe me, just look at today’s photo compared to my 31-week photo with Crosby. Yikes. Makes me wonder what kind of zoo animal I’m going to look like by 40 weeks….?!
Cravings: I’m in the ice water stage of pregnancy again. In that I need it at all times. Seriously, don’t even think of handing me a glass of water unless it has about a eleventy billion ice cubes in it. Please and thank you. My obsession is so ridiculous that I bought a fancy new thermos that’s supposed to keep your water icy for much longer than regular old lame cups, and then I even went a step further and got stainless steel straws that make your water even colder as you’re drinking it. #highmaintenance #getalife
Sleep: Good-ish. But I’ve been waking up on my back a lot, which really freaks me out.
Movement: Less but more. Does that make sense? Like less overall kicks and jabs, but much bigger movement/she covers a wider girth than before. (Can we collectively agree that I never use the word girth again? Cool.)
Symptoms: Is nesting considered a symptom? If so, I’m suffering from it. Ever since we got back from our trip to Minnesota a few weeks ago, I’ve been stressing about getting everything in order ASAP. We don’t have a ton of things to buy necessarily (although if someone could gift us a double stroller, that’d be greeeeeeeat) but we have some general preparing, planning, and reorganizing of our house and sleeping situations in order to accommodate baby girl’s arrival. I want to feel like my house/life is as organized as possible when she gets here. That’s super easy to do, right?
Missing: I want a big ol sliced turkey sandwich without the fear of listeria.
Happenings: 9 times out of 10, if you ask Crosby where his baby sister is, he very gently pats my boobs. Close enough buddy, close enough.
Lovely. Purely Lovely. My beautiful baby girl carrying her beautiful baby girl and “hoding” her precious baby boy. Love you all.