Oddly enough, this post has become one of my favorite parts of my blogging lately. I look forward to these each week.
Babies are the size of a…? Fig! Below is that 12 week shot – getting closer!
How far along? 11 weeks and 3 days. According to the playdate chick I’m 6 months. Still kinda stings.
Maternity clothes? Got some new ones this week! It’s getting hotter here every day, I figure in a few months I’ll just be naked all the time to deal with it.
Kidding. Kind of.
Weight Gain? No idea. My thighs still fit into my old maternity pants – that’s all I can hope for at this point.
Stretch Marks? They’re a’comin.
Sleep? Bella has taken to randomly waking up at all hours of the night crying for different things. I try not to get out of bed and say bad words as a stumble down the hall – but I do.
Movement? YES. 🙂
What I miss? As odd as this is, I miss craving sweet things. Because except for fruit, I don’t.
Food cravings? Grapefruit juice. I finished off a half gallon yesterday. Not kidding. It was ridiculous and I had the worst heartburn that night. I just couldn’t stop.
Food aversions? Meat. Pasta. Anything fried or heavy. Tepid water.
What I’m looking forward to? The next ultrasound. I have to admit, it’s taking a lot for me not to stress about about losing one and not knowing it. Nothing I can do, but oh, it’s tough to take my mind somewhere else.
Milestones? I felt one (or both!) move at some point this past week. Just a tiny thump.
Things I wish people knew: My vagina is not a free for all. I feel a post coming on about this, but it never ceases to amaze me how being pregnant is like being at an OBGYN on the table in the little paper gown 24-7. I’ve had TOTAL STRANGERS ask me if I had infertility treatments (no) and if I plan to have them vaginally. REALLY?!
Favorite Pin of the week:
ISN’T THIS THE CUTEST? Totally impractical and all multiple parents I’ve talked to said side by sides are a waste of money for various reasons, but oh. The cuteness. I die.
Bella’s corner: This is a little reflection on how Bella is dealing with all this. She’s a real trooper, asks if my tummy hurts a lot. We have the babies ultrasound on the fridge and she loves to look at it. She calls them her “inside babies.” We’re going to start potty training at the end of this month.
Off to Target to get some grapefruit juice! No. I’m not joking. Also – some more TUMS.