It's been a while since I've sent any updates! I think really because nothing has been happening- other than being told how "big" I've gotten.
I think people think it feels good to be called big, like when you were 4 and you couldn't wait to be 14. And I admit- the first few people who commented on how lovely and pregnant looking I was- the "big" comment was more like a compliment- like I was now officially pregnant. The problem occurs when you start hearing "wow- you've really popped" about a dozen times a day, and sometimes from a repeat offender. Family gets to say it because they are family and they don't see you all the time. Everyone else- enough already! I swear, by the comments I have received, that I have sufficiently "popped" about 147 times in the last 4 weeks alone. Amazing, and really I should be huge with that much popping... but I feel normal, sufficiently once "popped" and pregnant.
I'm in my 6th month- this Wednesday will be the 24 week routine check up. The first check up since we had our ultrasound and found out we had a healthy baby boy. I'm excited to go to this visit only because it feels like so long since the last visit, and I have a feeling there is more information to be had and spread now. Or I'll just pee in a cup and come back in 4 more weeks.
People keep asking me how I feel and my base response is "I can't complain." I think it is good- because I really can't. I feel pregnant- but by the looks of how things could be- I'm feeling pretty good! I've never been dressed as cute except maybe when I was 4, I've never been complimented and doted upon so much in my life- how could I complain? The biggest nuisance is peeing more often- but I get to eat more ice cream, so it's a win-win situation. : )
Baby Boy Snow has developed the following habits: kicking my bladder. It is the coolest thing to finally be able to feel the baby (which I have been able to more in this last week than ever before!)- but it seems that his favorite target is Mommy's bladder. I keep telling him that it is impolite, he should go for the kidney or maybe even the front of my belly so Jason gets a chance to feel him. He's not big enough or kicking hard enough for anyone else to feel him- so it's a neat private party between the two of us. Another thing he has picked up is hanging out on the left side of my belly. I can just feel him kind of all the way over- squishing on that side, hanging out. I feel like he could be using his space more efficiently, but maybe he's training for the "trapped" feeling he'll have when he grows to fill the whole belly.
I told Baby Boy Snow (no- we have no real names yet) that he is so lucky because he will have cousins who are basically the same age as he is! He kicked my bladder in happy response.
