How far along? 22 weeks.
How big is baby? About as big as a papaya – around 11″ long and between 13 and 20 ounces.
Maternity clothes? Yes, although that sweater is not, and it’s pretty obvious from the picture that the bump is testing the sweater’s tensile strength. I’ve been able to get away with a lot of non-maternity tops until now, but I’m having to retire more and more every week because they’re too short.
Stretch marks? No.
Sleep? Decent, but I’ve started having those crazy dreams about labor/delivery/having a newborn. Usually they involve either a) going into labor right now at 20-ish weeks, or b) I’ve had the baby but I can’t find her or remember where I put her, and suddenly it occurs to me that I need to feed the baby but I have no idea where she is.
Best moment this week? Being able to keep up with the rest of my workout group (for the most part) when running sprints. *fist pump*
Miss anything? DRUGS. I’ve had a few bad headaches this week and dear lord do I miss my Advil.
Movement? Frequently. Usually in the early afternoon and in the evenings before I go to bed. She definitely has a strong response to caffeine if I drink my coffee too quickly, and spends the next several hours repeatedly pummeling my bladder.
Food cravings? Not really.
Anything making you queasy or sick? No, and I think it’s time to retire this question, since I haven’t had any aversions or queasiness for a long time.
Have you started to show yet? Aaaand this question is useless at this point too. YES, obviously.
Belly Button in or out? Out. Natalie likes identifying and poking it through my clothes.
Wedding rings on or off? On.
Happy or moody most of the time? Overall in a good mood, since everything is going absolutely swimmingly with the sale of our house and our impending move to TN. I’m mostly focusing on concrete things that I can do to prepare for the move and trying not to think of everything ALL AT ONCE, because then I get really stressed out and just want to lie down and take a nap.
Looking forward to? Oh gosh, so many things. Leaving behind this winter
wasteland wonderland and settling in Tennessee, being able to run outside again and go for walks with Natalie without having to push the stroller through snowdrifts, wearing summery maternity clothes and not having to worry about real shoes or boots anymore. Can I get a HELL YEAH for flip-flops?
I’m not even thinking about this pregnancy at all these days. I poke the bump when I feel the baby move, and painting my own toenails is becoming slightly problematic, but for the most part it’s really not occupying any of my attention. There’s just too much to do between chasing Natalie and getting ready for the move.
Working out has helped a TON. Seriously. I cannot even tell you what a huge difference it makes to surround myself with people who don’t believe that being pregnant = frail little special snowflake. I walked a lot with Natalie (I had to, since getting to and from work involved about two miles of walking a day), which was probably the only thing that saved me from gaining 70 pounds. I’m not doing as much walking this time around because, well, there’s no place to walk with the streets being so narrow and the sidewalks being non-existent, but keeping up with my cardio and strength training at class has made this pregnancy amazingly easy and, dare I say it, comfortable.
Aside from the occasional backache or pain in my tailbone, I don’t have any of the (admittedly minor) issues I had with Natalie. I remember waking up at night and having to be so, so careful about how I stretched, because pointing my toes and stretching would lead to an instant charlie horse. I frequently had back pain and sciatic pain radiating down my legs. I was working a desk job, and long periods of sitting made me nauseous (I’m not sure why – something about leaning slightly forward and the pressure that put on the bump made me feel sick).
But now? It’s not that I never sit down during the day, but the bulk of my time is spent upright while I follow Natalie around, clean the house, run errands, and pack. I think all of that in combination with regular workouts has made my leg cramps disappear.
I think part of it is also the confidence that comes from having done this once before. I was a lot more anxious with Natalie, and every ache or pain or cramp would have me sitting on the couch with my feet up, concerned that I’d hurt myself or the baby. This time around I’m aware of how resilient I am. I know what garden-variety round ligament pain feels like, and it doesn’t make me panic that something might be wrong. I know where my limits are and I don’t go beyond them when I work out, but I’m also not afraid to push myself and really work hard.
My stress levels are fairly low considering everything that’s going on right now, and I’m doing my best to maintain that by balancing all the things that I have to do with taking good care of myself and not being afraid to nap when Natalie naps instead of always feeling like I should be doing something productive.
Being sometimes taking a nap is the most productive thing I can do. And I’m ok with that.