Twenty Five Weeks

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( My photographer cut off my head, how rude!)

Fifteen weeks left! When I think it seems far away, I remember that I have already seen fifteen weeks fly by in this pregnancy.

I had a monthly doctor's visit on Tuesday and everything is still looking great. I am very lucky to have a Dr. who does not feel the need to say anything about my weight gain. Will told me, " I think that the weight gain will level off at some point, I mean it has to, right?" Well, lets hope so William!

The only "issue" I have had this week was some sharp pain in the lower left side of my belly. It happened last night after Yoga and I am thinking I might have overdone it. I did call the Dr. when the pain hit again this morning. The worrier I am wanted to make sure it wasn't pre-term labor. The nurse eased my worries and gave me a reason to not work out today. The reassuring thing was that lil girl was kicking the entire time exactly where the pain was. So obviously we were not sharing the same pain.

Will finished with the last of his comprehensive exams for graduate school this week. Several of the professors he has taken classes with expressed to him how they would take him on as a PhD student in a heartbeat. I think it is really flattering for Will that they think so highly of him. We both agree it will be good for him to get some work experience before going back to school though.

I believe I am being forced into temporary running retirement. I had visions of running up until the day I gave birth, but apparently my feet do not share the same dream. I even bought new shoes to hope ease the pain, but I almost cried through out my entire run. I will just have to be a speed walker or something. I am thankful I am able to some what comprehend how fleeting this time in pregnancy is. I know that I am capable of working up to long distances again, but right now my body is a vessel for an entire other life. A life that will be here in a blink of an eye and pregnancy will be over just like that.

I also may have made some baby purchases this week. I know I have to stop because we will probably be given items, but it is hard to resist. The gap skinny jeans, the owl onesie, and the striped onesie I bought. They were all on sale and I refuse to spend more than five dollars on a onesie. The jeans, were a "splurge." But seriously, how cute will the jeans be on our little chunky baby. The other onesies were given to me, I just love them.

And those are my new shoes that did not help with foot pain and are already stained with mud. The combination of those things did not mix well with pregnancy hormones, ha.

We are off to walk to the bank and stop by the knitting shop. We are hopefully having hamburgers with Will' sister tomorrow. Yum, my mouth is watering now.

24 weeks, does that mean six months?

I am not really accurate in guessing how many months I am, and I tend to exaggerate and lean towards whatever month is further along. My reasoning is that people are pregnant for 40 weeks and 40 divided by 4 is 10, so ten months pregnant not nine. Which means I am due in roughly four months.

Now that is cleared up, it seems crazy to me that I am already six months along. People can look and know for sure I am pregnant. Still makes me uncomfortable that people are staring at my body so intently.

I have been feeling wonderful. I really think that exercising is really beneficial. The only down fall is that my feet hurt while I am running/walking. I should probably get some new shoes since I did all of the marathon training in them, but I am assuming my body is just not used to the weight gain.

We had our first Hypnobirthing class on Tuesday and it gets me really excited about meeting our daughter. The premise of this natural birthing technique is to focus on breathing and training your mind to think positively. I believe that these skills will benefit me far beyond giving birth. The instructor has me practicing my calm breathing when I feel worry coming on. I also have several positive phrases that I try and focus on everyday. Statements like, "I will have a smooth birth." "Will and I will work as a team during labor." Statements that are definite and do not have lofty words like, I hope, I wish, Possibly, in them.

I forgot to mention Will's first quote after finding out that we were having a girl. With a really bugged eye look, "This means we are going to have to start saving for her wedding, how are we going to do that?" Ha, I thought it was funny that was the first thing he considered. Oh, how different our minds are.

He or She?

That color is pink!

I had a feeling all a long that it was a little baby girl, but it was still quite exciting to know for sure. Even though I still struggle to use the proper term, it is neat to know. No name yet, but we are practicing using a couple.

I feel like I am really starting to get to know her. The movements are not just spasms anymore, I can actually feel body parts. I swear I can feel her little noggin and back raise up in my stomach. Last night we got to see her move from the outside, my stomach kept popping up and down. This is all so new and exciting for me, it is great to experience this.

I will try and get caught up from our Texas trip. It was a wonderful time. I am off to a coffee shop with the William.

Twenty-one Weeks

How far along? 21 weeks

Total Weight gain? There is no doubt in my mind I will match Will's weight when this is all said and done. I am working on transforming my thoughts to positive ones regarding this issue.

Maternity Clothes? I mean I am getting fairly large so I have to make adjustments. This is a lame question.

Gender: We know! But we have to tell our parents in person before I will announce it here.

Movement: Slowed down these past two days. I did not realize how accustomed I had become to the movement greeting me every morning, I hope it returns soon.

Sleep: Still not that great. It does not help we live in a house with the girl who takes the award for most annoying voice and who loves demonstrating her ability right outside our doorway at all hours. Seriously, she is talking when I am going to bed, in the middle of the night, and then when I try and take a nap during the day because her talking kept me up all night! I am pretty much over having housemates in a house with paper as walls.

What I miss: Nothing too bad. I want to say my figure, but I know that this is an incredibly unique time, and chances are I will miss growing a little human when it is all said and done.

Symptoms: Good gosh the itching, peeling skin. Get me to a humid climate quick, it is awful! Forgetfulness. I do not appreciate the term "pregnancy brain," because I have done enough reading to know that it is not a scientific thing. However, I do feel "foggy" a lot. Hence, the missed ultrasound appointment and a laundry list of other items.

Best Moment of the Week: The ultrasound by far. I can not even describe how thankful I am for the baby's health.



I felt like I was crossing my fingers up until I had this ultrasound. Now, I feel like I can relax a bit and truly appreciate the pregnancy. It seems so sad because I should have been enjoying it from the beginning and taking it all in. My worrying is so bothersome sometimes.

As if this week hasn't been good enough, my mother bought me a manicure and pedicure gift certificate that I will be cashing in on Friday. I can not wait because it has been almost a year since I have gotten a pedicure. It was something that I indulged in often before I became a married woman. Now we have to budget, blah, and all I really desire to budget for right now is good food.

I will be in Texas in just a few short days. Yay, for brother time, family time, rodeo, sun, running outside, and friends. Time is really flying now. I am a bit sad about our days in Bozeman coming to a close, but that is another post for another day.