December 1, 2011
wee wardrobes: twenty-two
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen me mention that I’ll be making some changes to words & wardrobes in the near future. I’ve been working hard on this new ‘venture,’ hence the lack of posts, but I’m excited to share with you guys soon. Anyway, another week, another update. I’m kind of amazed at how this pregnancy seems to be speeding by—April will be here before I know it. But for now, let’s talk about Week 22.
My estimated due date is: Thursday, April 5, 2012. I am 22 weeks pregnant today and have 18 weeks remaining.
According to WhatToExpect.com, the baby is the size of: a spaghetti squash at one pound and eight inches.
So far, I’ve gained: 15 pounds. I’m really hoping that the weight gain is due the baby growing and not due to poor eating habits on my part.
My sleep habits: are still okay. At this point, I’ve come to accept that tossing and turning is just part of my nightly sleep routine. I’m used to it. A few weeks ago, I was waking up around four in the morning and realized that maybe I was going to bed too early (and by early, I mean the same time as Micah…which is 8 o’clock. Yes, this pregnancy has turned me into a 30-year-old living in a 70-year-old body.). So I started staying up a few hours later, which kept me from waking up in the middle of the night staring at the ceiling and counting sheep.
My eating habits: are back to normal after Thanksgiving Thursday (plus two days of leftovers). But is it bad that I’m already counting down the days until Christmas?
My exercise habits: are still nonexistent. My body feels heavy, so I feel lazy. And it’s getting cold out.
My wardrobe: is all about loose-fitting tops. Pre-pregnancy, I wore fitted tops and tucked-in tops, but those are a no-go since my abdomen is now the shape of a mini basketball. These days, it’s all about baggy.
The baby’s movements: now involve using my bladder as a trampoline. Yeah, not a good feeling. The flushing toilet has become the soundtrack of my life. And I’m pretty sure that at this point, I could single-handedly keep Angel Soft in business.
Micah: is very affectionate towards my belly. It is the cutest thing. He’s always rubbing it and kissing it and asking, “Is the baby moving?” I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: the kid is going to be one awesome big brother.
I feel: apprehensive. I still have a while before my due date, but I’m actually nervous about giving birth this time around. I don’t know if it’s because this pregnancy is so much different than my first (so I’m expecting labor and delivery to be completely different too) or if it’s because I do way more research on pregnancy now that I did when I was pregnant with Micah. Either way, I expect the feeling to pass.
One thing I really miss is: my pre-pregnancy taste buds. Since I was about six weeks pregnant, I’ve had this weird metallic taste in mouth that affects everything I eat and drink. It’s one of the worst side effects of pregnancy (I had it almost the entire time I was pregnant with Micah) and I envy any pregnant woman that doesn’t have to deal with ‘metal mouth.’
One thing I really look forward to is: the spring. I know, I know. Winter isn’t even here yet (it was almost 70 degrees in Dallas today!), but I am seriously dreading the forthcoming cold weather—as usual. Perhaps my early April due date has something to do with my eagerness to bypass the snow and ice of the upcoming months and welcome April showers and May flowers.
My ‘wee wardrobes’ Want of the Week is: a Birthday Keepsake [Birthday Keepsakes, $10]. I bought one of these and framed it for Micah shortly after he was born and it’s been hanging on the wall in his room ever since. It has your baby's stats on it, plus facts like news headlines the week your baby's born and a 'Best of' section for your baby's birth year. It’s neat to have a memento of the time when your child was born and I can’t wait to get one for Baby #2.
[JEANS: Target; TOP: Old Navy; SHOES: Bakers; BRACELETS: Forever 21; CLUTCH: Thrifted; NECKLACE: New Orleans Flea Market]
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