--pretty sure 22-24 weeks were the ones I felt "cute" like I had this nice little baby bump. Now it's just like "Bam! There's a freakin' baby up in here!"
--super dry skin. Baby girl is sucking all the moisture out of me. I drink 74+ oz of water a day, and lotion up after the shower, but unless I want extremely painful, itchy, red, dry skin all over my legs and arms, I've got to completely lotion up before bed again as well. Kinda really annoying. But at least there is no dry skin on my belly?
--baby girl is doing lots of rolling and dancing, she likes to hang out under my right ribs which makes my muscles (or lack thereof) all tingly and uncomfortable. Then I try and push her down and feel her float her way down to standing on my bladder. Good times.
--starting to feel really big, but I still have 11 weeks. I don't know how this belly is gonna do it.
--tiny stretch marks on my hips, and they blend right in with my puberty stretch marks. Thought my large child bearing hips would be enough. Thanks for nothing awkward puberty.
--my hair has also reverted to it's weird going through middle school awkwardness state. It's smooth on the underside, and frizzy/curly on top. I never figured out how to style it then and I'm struggling/failing to figure it out now.
--don't think I've been crazy emotional. Just asked Dan, he confirms. But every once in a while I get a wee bit irrational. And Dan just whispered "but how can I say you've been crazy emotional?" Touche, Mr. Thomson. Still, I think I've been fairly level headed.
--I am having crazy emotional dreams. And usually someone is being killed or I am being chased. It's very strange and none have had anything to do with the baby. Are all of my crazy emotions spilling out into my dreams??
--belly button is kinda popped out? The top half pops out, but the bottom half doesnt? Sound wierd? It is.
--I'm not allowed to buy any ice cream bigger than a pint at a time because I will eat it all. I can't get enough of that creamy goodness. Mostly we just don't keep it in the house, unless I sneak it, in which case Dan never knows...
--We've been re-training Fitz in preparation for the baby. We're using a squirt bottle, and Dan is now very much king of the castle. Fitz has been doing a lot of moping around which breaks my heart, but I'd rather he make this shift of less attention now, rather than when the baby comes and he blames it all on her. Hopefully they'll be friends soon enough.
And more belly pictures because this is for posterity, ie. baby girl Thomson.
29 weeks down, 11 to go!
--super dry skin. Baby girl is sucking all the moisture out of me. I drink 74+ oz of water a day, and lotion up after the shower, but unless I want extremely painful, itchy, red, dry skin all over my legs and arms, I've got to completely lotion up before bed again as well. Kinda really annoying. But at least there is no dry skin on my belly?
--baby girl is doing lots of rolling and dancing, she likes to hang out under my right ribs which makes my muscles (or lack thereof) all tingly and uncomfortable. Then I try and push her down and feel her float her way down to standing on my bladder. Good times.
--starting to feel really big, but I still have 11 weeks. I don't know how this belly is gonna do it.
--tiny stretch marks on my hips, and they blend right in with my puberty stretch marks. Thought my large child bearing hips would be enough. Thanks for nothing awkward puberty.
--my hair has also reverted to it's weird going through middle school awkwardness state. It's smooth on the underside, and frizzy/curly on top. I never figured out how to style it then and I'm struggling/failing to figure it out now.
--don't think I've been crazy emotional. Just asked Dan, he confirms. But every once in a while I get a wee bit irrational. And Dan just whispered "but how can I say you've been crazy emotional?" Touche, Mr. Thomson. Still, I think I've been fairly level headed.
--I am having crazy emotional dreams. And usually someone is being killed or I am being chased. It's very strange and none have had anything to do with the baby. Are all of my crazy emotions spilling out into my dreams??
--belly button is kinda popped out? The top half pops out, but the bottom half doesnt? Sound wierd? It is.
--I'm not allowed to buy any ice cream bigger than a pint at a time because I will eat it all. I can't get enough of that creamy goodness. Mostly we just don't keep it in the house, unless I sneak it, in which case Dan never knows...
--We've been re-training Fitz in preparation for the baby. We're using a squirt bottle, and Dan is now very much king of the castle. Fitz has been doing a lot of moping around which breaks my heart, but I'd rather he make this shift of less attention now, rather than when the baby comes and he blames it all on her. Hopefully they'll be friends soon enough.
And more belly pictures because this is for posterity, ie. baby girl Thomson.
