Oh baby...from last week

24 weeks

How far along: 24+ weeks
Weight gain/loss: +5 lbs. woot. On Monday at my doc appointment I had only gained 3...but today after a week of nightly ice cream gloriousness and fresh baked bread coming out of the oven...5lbs. My wedding ring no longer fits. Not because I have fat fingers but because the baby has sucked the fat out of my fingers and my ring keeps flying off.
Movement: All the time. Still hating his area being invaded. I think this baby will be born on time since I doubt he will be enjoying himself when he runs out of room in a few weeks. I can't even rest my own arm over my stomach without him having a hissy fit. Sometimes it feels like he is ripping his placenta off the front of my belly...ouch.
Sleep: I could sleep all day long. Poor EmmaLee...she looks out the windows after her nap, waiting for Daddy to get home so someone will chase her. To bad his schedule hasn't been letting him get home until late.
Cravings: Peanut butter. Pretzels. Multigrain Cheerios. Pizza. Bread. Really, just food. Still not a fan of really sweet things...but my favorite season with all the things you can make with pumpkin is here. mmmmm Pumpkin.
Symptoms: Pain. Back pain. Leg pain. Heart pain. Boob pain. Headaches. I blame football season and living on the East coast. When the game doesn't even start until 9:30...it doesn't end until way past my bedtime.

Thoughts

I am not usually one to voice an opinion on important issues.

And in the debate of pro-life vs pro-choice I am usually closer to the pro-choice side for the fact that I do not believe I have the right to say what another woman does with her body. Not that I personally approve of abortion, but who am I to judge.

That came into a different light this morning. I was laying in bed giving my unborn child some belly rubs, while he was fighting a doozy case of the hiccups, when I remembered that in the state of North Carolina I have until the end of tomorrow to legally terminate this baby.

Not that I would, but just knowing that it is an option...makes me sick. My son has boy parts, and a personality, and hiccups for cryin' out loud!

Granted, in order for you to terminate your baby at the hospital this late something has to be wrong with the baby or with you. Even then, I would have to be a stronger woman to willingly get rid the obvious life inside me.

keep growing my little man.

Oh Baby...

22 weeks

How far along: 22+ weeks
Weight gain/loss: 0. I was at +3 but then I got a virus...and then morning sickness came back. yay. Not worried though...I am healthy and baby is definitely growing big

see big belly. This was when he was having a party in my belly and pushing everything out.

 

Maternity clothes: Always. Even though I tried on a pair of size 12 jeans that I wore after Emma was born and they still fell off of me. Still loving the maternity leggings. Glorious.

Movement: All the time. He is going to be a brat...I can tell. If his space gets pushed on by anything (pants, Emma snuggling, David giving me a hug...) he pushes back. He also enjoys waking up at 3am to get himself comfortable...then snuggles back down to sleep...and I am awake for the next two hours. ugh.

Sleep: I am exhausted. Between the 3am Danny wake up calls and my heart making me dizzy by the end of the day I am ready for bed.

Cravings: Mayonnaise. I could eat it with a spoon but since David thinks that is disgusting I usually make turkey and mayonnaise sandwiches aka...dipping turkey in mayonnaise. Also peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. and raisins. and chocolate covered pretzels. But mainly mayonnaise.

Aversions: smoking meat. Bleh, so gross :)

What I miss: sleep, and energy

*David was my photographer :)