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bumpdate: 20 weeks

20 weeks.jpg I hit the 20 week mark last week.  Which means I’m officially halfway through my stint as a baby maker.  It’s a little bittersweet actually… part of me is so so so excited to keep this party going so I can meet this little baby, but the other part of me wants to stop time because it’s all going way too fast.

We’re at this really great stage right now where I’m actually looking and feeling preg, but not uncomfortably so.  I can still move around, my shoes still fit, I’m not passing gas in public… so you know, things are good.  I’m really trying to enjoy it now because I know it’s only a matter of weeks before I start to look and feel like a hippo.

In the spirit of hitting the halfway mark, I thought I’d start a lil weekly baby update questionnaire, since things are actually happening and showing and moving and such.

Ready? Here we go.

Weeks: 20
Baby is the size of:  A banana.  Organic, of course.
Weight gain: Uhgawd.  I’ll be honest.  I only gained about 3-5 pounds in the first three months.  But.  In the last month I’ve gained 7 POUNDS.  That’s a f*cking newborn!  I gained a newborn in 4 weeks.  My pregnancy book says at this point the “weight gaining has just begun”… so you know, yay.
Cravings: The in-laws lovingly brought me a big bag of green sun chips when they came to visit this past weekend so that craving has been sufficiently acknowledged.  Fruit still rocks my socks and I’ve recently rediscovered limeade, which makes my taste buds want to high-five a unicorn while cartwheeling through disneyland.  (….I don’t know? The baby made me say it.)
Sleep:  Okay-ish.  I’m averaging 1-2 insomnia nights a week.  Which isn’t so bad, considering.  Can we talk about getting out of bed though for a second?  Every morning when I wake up and I pull myself out of bed, I get the sensation that I have two bowling balls and a jack-o-lantern hanging from my torso.  After being horizontal all night, standing upright makes my boobies and belly feel like a bajillion pounds a piece.  It’s not particularly awesome, it actually hurts.  And did I mention I’m 20 weeks?  By the time I’m 40 I will probably need assistance carrying my lady appendages around the house.   …..You’re very welcome for that Monday morning visual.
Movement:  I’m feeling the baby move more and more everyday.  I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to the alien feeling, but it’s maybe one of the coolest things ever.
Symptoms:  Nothing major.  Sleepiness, yet insomnia.  Hunger, and subsequent weight gain.  One random symptom I’ve just recently noticed though… I’m getting hair on stomach.  Not a ton, just more than normal.  Super awesome.  If it gets any longer, I might put some beads on it or do a nice little comb over, because why not?
Missing:  Happy hour.  I’m still meeting friends for happy hour, but since I can’t drink it’s more like mundane hour.  Good thing I don’t need drinks to have fun! (said no one ever)
Happenings:  We had our second ultrasound a little over a week ago.  We got to see baby’s profile and heartbeat and teeny tiny legs and arms and everything.  I don’t even have anything sarcastic to say about it because it was honestly amazing.  Seeing OUR BABY swimming around on that monitor is definitely one of the top 5 moments in my life.

IMG_6183[ cutest 20 week old i’ve ever seen… ]

20weekouttakes.jpg[ 20 week outtakes, in which i apparently couldn’t keep my mouth shut. per usual. ]

IMG_173820 weekswithcaseIMG_1739.jpg[ halfway to mama and papa status ]

bumpdate: 17-18 weeks


Weekly bump update (bumpdate?): We continue to get bigger.  The end.

P.S. Here’s a quick little story to get you through the next 2 minutes. I’ve been trying to take a little lunchtime walk every day at work in order to ward off cankle swelling and get fresh air, etc.  Usually at least one person joins me but yesterday I was on my own.  It was SO beautiful out that I took my jacket off and tied it around my waist (I just misspelled it ‘waste’, which is sad…) in an attempt to get some color on my paper white skin.  (I have a coworker who consistently asks me if I’m feeling okay because I tend to look very pale.  It’s reeeeally fun.  Sometimes I ask her to rank it… like “on a scale from anemic to dehydration, how pale do I look today?”)  I was about halfway through my walk when I realized that my inner thighs were rubbing together really uncomfortably.  I’ve heard that this happens during pregnancy but I had thought it probably wouldn’t start getting too uncomfortable until closer to month 7 or 8.  I had just worked out the day before and hadn’t noticed it so I assumed that this was a new prego side effect, that my thighs had grown significantly overnight.  By the time I made it back to the office, I was feeling pretty bad about the early onset uncomfiness of my thunder thighs… until I caught my reflection in the glass door and realized that my thighs weren’t the problem at all.  The sleeves of my jacket had just bunched up between my legs. And for the past mile, I had been walking around downtown Portland looking like I was wearing a diaper.

Make it a great day!