Apparently at 18 weeks is when I will start showing. I went from wearing all of my normal pants, although a little tight, to full out maternity pants and the biggest shirts I can find. I am showing, however the picture is extremely misleading; maybe I should stand up straight, I'm not nearly as big as this looks like I am. My back really can straighten out just fine, I promise.
This week, my app tells me that our baby is the size of a large Mango and now has fully proportional arms and legs. We will find out if this is true when we get to do the next sonogram at our next appointment. I'm definitely ready to stop calling our baby "Mudgekin" and for my mom to stop calling him/her "Midge". 9 out of 10 people in my life tell me it's a girl (including me and Chris) but I guess we will know for sure on Friday, Feb. 8th and hopefully can decide on a name or at least stop calling it, "it".
I've been feeling good, although if you ask my husband, he may say I've been a bit emotional. I'd like to blame in on the hormones, so we'll just go with that. I have gone a solid week without seeing him before, but recently when we leave for work in the morning it's like he's off to war and the waterworks come flying. Once I realize this I remind him that it's not him and I won't miss him THAT much, I'm just fine without him and I don't need him! :) I really didn't want to admit this, but in an effort to log and keep track of this process, I guess this is part of it.
I'll try to keep most of the crazy things that are going on with my body to a minimum because I know this is a dad-friendly blog. For those of you that are reading and have had babies, you are aware, for others, the less you know the better. I keep reading that my hair should be glossy, shiny and thick and my skin will look the best it ever has. ALL LIES. But who can be surprised, I'm not sure my hair lends itself to silky or shiny and my skin itches like crazy making it more red than a "glow".
I find myself waking up in the middle of the night with my hand on my stomach, maybe I'm not used to having something there, or maybe my protective instincts are trying to protect it from the weird strangers that have been appearing in my crazy weird dreams. It probably doesn't help that we've been watching Breaking Bad before bed. I have dreams of me and Jesse cooking up some really good product and wake up thinking that I should tell Chris about my new hobby so he doesn't leave me and our new baby. I'm going to blame this craziness on the pregnancy.
There's not a lot else to report in between appointments, so next post will probably be about what the heck we are supposed to do with a sweet baby girl or boy! Also, if you actually want to know when there is an update to the blog, I think there is a Subscribe by email link that will send you an email when a new post has been made. They are pretty few and far between right now, but may pick up in frequency as there are more things that we won't want to forget.
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