How far along? 25 weeks (24 passed by with no post, this may be a bi-weekly thing from time to time)
Baby size? 13-1/2 inches long and weighs 1-1/2 pounds
What's going on with the baby? She knows which way is up and down and can touch and hold her feet and make a fist. She has a regular sleep schedule and they say that Joe may be able to hear the heartbeat by pressing his ear against my belly. We've tried this, but so far he's only gotten a couple of swift kicks to the face. Which is equally awesome in my opinion.
Total weight gain/loss: A lot. Like, a lot a lot.
Maternity clothes? Made the mistake of going on a walk with Joe one particularly warm evening last week in workout pants that I hadn't tried on since getting pregnant. Well, only a few short blocks into it I felt every inch of love handle bulging out of me and broke down in tears. I mean ugly, hormonal, pregnant woman tears. Joe cut our walk short and immediately drove me to the nearest Motherhood Maternity store and bought me three new pairs of maternity workout pants. If you think he spoils me, just wait till you see what he does for this little girl :-)
Stretch marks? None yet.
Sleep: Still not bad. First trimester was much worse than now for some reason, but this can't last for long. The summer heat and our lack of A/C will probably contribute to that eventuality, aside from all the other joys that I have to look forward to with third trimester.
Best moment this week: I've been told that we've hit the "viable" stage. This means that though it would still be scary and no where near optimal, baby girl could technically be delivered at this point and have a shot at surviving with lots of help from the NICU. It's a weird thing to think about but whoa.
Awkward moment this week: I drove to the mall on a lunch break one day and after a few loops around a very busy parking lot I noticed an amazing open spot right up front for expectant mothers! Looked something like this...
So as I start peeling out to grab this space (my very first time ever doing this), a woman who was no less than 72 months pregnant, waddles out of the store down the vast parking lot ahead of her, struggling to carry enough bags to cloth the small village of children inside her giant belly. I felt so guilty taking that spot, being a measly 24 weeks pregnant at the time, that I skipped it all together and parked about a mile down the way in the next available spot.
Miss anything? Cinco de Mayo just isn't the same without a fully leaded Margarita.
Movement: Little miss dances around all the time. Still fun and no where near painful.
Food cravings: Snowcones! And luckily the park down the street from us has an ice cream truck that's there every evening after work. Yes, it's one of those gross dirty vans covered with crooked old stickers of Choco-Tacos, Pink Panther bars and Nina Turtle Pops and a questionable creepy old man inside, but he has SNOWCONES! And that's all that matters.
Anything making you queasy or sick? Car rides and Bruno Mars songs. Both individually and together.
Have you started to show yet? Is the pope Catholic?
Gender prediction: Girl!
Labor signs: Nada.
Belly button in or out? In-ish? Definitely starting to flatten out to the point of not-quite-in but not-quite-out. I'm getting precariously close to a Kyle-XY phenomenon. (If you don't get that reference, good for you. It was a terrible show)
Wedding rings on or off? On. And I learned this week that after a 3 mile walk on a hot day, that sucker is ON. My fingers swell up and proceed to eat my ring in its entirety, leaving no hope of coming off. This may become a problem...
Happy or moody most of the time? Happy. Unless I'm being squeezed into clothes 3 times too small for my expanding waistline.
Looking forward to: The air conditioning at my work this summer. I may be pulling some "late nights" during the heat waves. Even if it means dusting the gap between every key on my keyboard.
And just for giggles, how about a belly shot with some actual clothes on?
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