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| 29 weeks booyeah. |
So here's an update, with a picture! Look at that belly. Despite all my feeling like I'm a walking cherry on a toothpick, when I walked into the Foothills for my first meeting with the OB, I felt petite! It was amazing that I could still feel tiny with this rather big bump, but it happened and it was cool.
It turns out, that I'm starting to grow quite rapidly now, which means I may need to take pictures of the belly more then the once a month I have been. On to the reflecting part of this post, looking back at my second trimester.
What can I say, I loved the second trimester. All the really cool things happened there. I started feeling bubbles move a little, got that first kick in, got over morning sickness, got Mike to feel kicks, was kept up at 2 am with kicks, was kept up at 4 am with kicks, felt punches, discovered Bubbles does the happy dance, got some widdle stretch marks, watching my tummy dance from all the movement and feel Bubbles try for the ribs (SCARY). My ribs will lose their safety in the 3rd trimester.. I just know it.
I most certainly didn't sleep my second trimester away, I actually managed to get out of the house when the weather was nice and walk about. Which by the way led to the discovery that yes while I can still out walk some of my friends, it's a bit of a work out now. By work out I mean my body is getting use to the fact it had 20ish more pounds to walk around with (yup I reached 140's in the second trimester, scary stuff I know *listens to those people telling me to shut up about my weight and giggles*), which meant when I had to try to keep up with someone the back's of my thighs would burn. Followed up running out of breath and all those wonderful things that make you feel out of shape. This has me pondering about how I'm going to do some of that hiking I want to in May and June before Bubbles comes out. I'm sure I'll do just fine, as long as I don't try to climb a mountain.
I've also discovered that movement or more the lack of mobility is a leading cause for much entertainment. I got stuck, not stuck in the sense I sat in some chair and couldn't get back out. More of a I decided to wrap my legs around the legs of a chair and couldn't get them out so I could get out of said chair. I've also gotten my legs trapped in many other ways, like sitting with one leg down and one up on the seat with me. I will have to push that one leg out so I can move again. I've also learned sitting up from laying down is pretty fun too. While I can still achieve sitting upright in the normal ish fashion (Tummy looks REALLY interesting when I do that.) It's much easier to roll. So if Mike's not in bed, I'll roll on out. Otherwise it's the entertaining sit up and bum hop to the end of the bed so I don't steamroll my Husband. Now with those shared, we can't forget the lack of mobility provided by the belly or in some cases, Bubbles. Yes Bubbles has a full hand in the ploy to keep me from doing certain things. For instance, if Bubbles is chilling out right in the middle of my stomach and for some reason it feels like he'll grab tight to my spine and I can't move side to side. This becomes a problem when part of whatever I'm snacking on falls off to the side of my chair and I go to grab it off the floor. I just can't. I have to lean forward and then try going sideways to get the fallen item. Also twisting is difficult at random times. You know how you can crack your back if you twist or you need to twist to reach places that you just need to reach? Ya. Much harder and sometimes I just can't.
Random note. My belly button is still a innie! No pokey outtie as of yet. However I've found great interest in what my belly button has done. It's still very random. Some day's it'll be just a shallow of it's former self, then on others it'll be flat and just look like this design on my tummy. It changes depth. I'll also note the stretched skin of my belly button is kinda creepily soft.. and smooth.. but mostly soft feeling. No I'm not going to let you feel. Don't ask.
Stretch marks! Yes! I got some. Yes they very little (not even .5 of a inch) but very high in number (not counting but if I had to guess.... maybe 20ish?) on my hips and thighs. That's right. Hips and thighs. My belly is still stretch mark free. Which I have to say I'm surprised and not all at the same time. Mainly, the most growth I've had so far has been my tummy, going from 26 inches to 40 some during that time. However, when I was a teen, my growing marks where on my hips. So I guess the skin on that area just doesn't like to grow. I'm not ashamed of my stretch marks at all. I have Mike to blame mostly for that. It turns out husbands really like stretch marks (From the people I've had this talk with). It's like carrying the marks of true woman hood on you and it's sexy. You've passed on from your teenage looking skin to woman/mother skin. It's a good thing.
I just about forgot. Hot flashes. You don't just have them for menopause. Pregnancy gives you a taste of what they are. Now I didn't know this. You hear more about morning sickness, stretch marks, practice contractions, and added hair growth (on your head and sometimes a little everywhere else). Hot flashes during pregnancy, naw. They do come and they came for me. I'd be sitting here at the computer looking at facebook while reading up on the wonderful world of Labor and educating myself and suddenly I'd break out into a sweat. So not thinking much of it, because the apartment I live in can be rather warm at times, I'd just go open the balcony door and turn on the fan. Mike would come home, complain that's it's cold and I'd let him shut the door. So here I was blaming the apartment until that fateful day while reading one of those what is baby growing at this week sites said something about hot flashes. Only then did I clue in that was what was happening to me. Either way, I've prepared for the summer by getting long sundresses. Hot flashes in the summer time? I'm ready for it, bring it on.
Baby brain. Oh yes, do I ever have it. Thankfully it's not the rolling craziness of emotions. I know Mike is thankful for that as well. However, forgetfulness? Heck yes. It's also very random and far more apparent when I've first woken up. As my one sister discovered in a early morning visit. This of course leads to much laughter and more entertainment. The best is when I'm in conversation and I will completely, utterly forget what I was saying. This isn't like your typical brain fart, this is more of the worlds biggest brain fart ever. I'm finding myself writing more and more things down so I don't forget things. My daily planner gets more use then it did when they tried getting us to use one in middle school. Who knew they taught you how to use one back then for this very reason.
A little bit for Mike. Pregnancy Sympathy. It's very real. When your stuck sleeping beside a hormone machine, your hormones talk. I like to picture this as my hormones complaining and whining about all the changes that they are making my body do. Thus Mike, being the understanding and wonderful husband that he is, hormones say back I understand and to show you, we'll do some changing too. So, thus my wonderful husband is slightly more forgetful and gained a tiny bit of weight (I would have caught up to him if he hadn't I think I still will though).
Stay tuned for part 3! To come closer to the estimated due date of Bubbles. I finally figured out how to add non blogger gadgets. I have a count down now. 77 days and counting, and I'm down to single digit week counting too. Bubbles is gonna be here soon and it feels like this has gone by way to fast, but that's kinda of a good thing too.
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