How far along? 16 weeks.
How big is baby? Avocado! Mmm, guacamole. H2 is about 3.5 oz this week.
Maternity clothes? Yep.
Stretch marks? Nope.
Sleep? Decent. The crazy dreams have slowed down, and I can make it through the night without having to get up to pee about 80% of the time. I also haven’t had any episodes of waking up at 4 a.m. and not being able to go back to sleep.
Best moment this week? Being told that I look cute in my maternity workout clothes, and that I actually look pregnant. It’s so nice to go from that stage of ,”Is she? Or has she just let herself go?” to “Awwww how far along are you???”
Miss anything? Not especially.
Movement? Yes, I’m sure we had some quickening this week. The movements are so delicate in the beginning, like popping bubbles, or a turtle brushing a flipper against the inside of the tank. Very easy to miss, unlike the internal physical abuse that comes in the third trimester.
Food cravings? Nothing crazy. I’ve been on a big hummus kick lately and eating giant veggie wraps. Mmm. And then I follow that with spaghetti and parmesan cheese from a can, or fried eggs on toast. It kind of balances out, I guess.
Anything making you queasy or sick? Nothing except a stupid STOMACH BUG that Natalie and I both had last weekend. We’re fine now, and Will escaped it.
Have you started to show yet? Yep yep yep.
Gender? No idea.
Belly Button in or out? Mostly in.
Wedding rings on or off? On.
Happy or moody most of the time? Oh it’s been quite the roller coaster these last two weeks. Partly hormonal, partly due to other stuff that’s been going on that I can’t blog about yet. Either way I’ve been swinging wildly back and forth between elation and despair.
Looking forward to? Our anatomy scan is in a few weeks! That’s the only opportunity we’d have to find out if H2 is a boy or a girl, so as long as we can make it through that without asking (or without the tech accidentally blurting it out) we’re in the clear.
Oh second trimester, I love you so much. With Natalie I felt like it was never quite as magical as all the books promised it would be. I never experienced a sudden resurgence of energy, and although I certainly felt better than I did during first tri, it didn’t really feel like that big of a difference.
But this time? SO MUCH ENERGY. SO MUCH MOTIVATION. DO ALL THE THINGS!!1!!
We’re still going to our workout class three times a week (barring stoopid stomach bugs, of course) and even though I’m not as fast as I used to be and I can’t do more than a few jump squats without my legs starting to buuurrrrrrn, I really feel like I’m killing it. I feel awesome. I am a burpee machine!
I can also feed the cats without gagging. Will is really happy about that one.
I had worried a LOT about being pregnant and still having to care for a toddler. There have certainly been challenging days, but by and large it’s actually a really good thing. I’m not hyper-focused on the pregnancy itself, and that’s making the weeks slide by much more quickly. It also helps that I genuinely enjoy the job of Toddler Wrangler, instead of the first time around when I was counting down every single very long day until my maternity leave started.
Natalie is clueless and I’m grateful for that. The only time I wish she had a leeeeetle bit more awareness is when she clambers all over me and thinks nothing of throwing knees and elbows into my midsection. “Be gentle with Mama” is a constant admonition in our house. But then she turns to me, slowly brings her face to my own, and plants a kiss on my cheek. And then giggles and runs away.
Really, who could stay annoyed at that?