Baby Bump Wednesday - Week 9

This week I thought I was getting out of the peeing-all-the-time stuff, but the last few days have shown me that it's not quite over yet.

Nope...still there.

This morning I was so tired from the last few days of such little sleep I nearly told my boss I was leaving to go home to bed. At 9 am. I literally couldn't imagine working the rest of the day. Thankfully I had a few errands to run and some air conditioning and loud music woke me up a bit. And strangely, I came home tonight and still had the energy to clean the house and make dinner, something I haven't done in a long time. Usually my routine would have been to come home and vacuum the bathroom, Swiffer the house, clean the counter tops, vacuum the rugs, and start dinner. As of late it's been come home, take off my pants, and crawl into bed until Caleb gets home and literally drags me out. I hope this is a sign of what's to come, the second trimester (just around the river bend!) energy.

I've had a lot of dreams lately, or maybe I'm remembering more because I wake up so much. The other night I had a rather disturbing one where I was forced to watch this hideous man eat the fat off a freshly killed pig. Seriously. You can imagine the state of my stomach when I woke up, I'll give you a hint, I was late for work.

Today I went to Target during my lunch break and bought my first maternity clothes, a shirt and a dress, all of which could be worn right now. I'm lucky the style these days is loose and comfortable. I was a little lost looking through the isles, everything looked so...big, even the smalls. It was hard to rewire my brain and get something that may be a little large right now but would be perfect in just a matter of weeks. I'm slowly running out of shirts that fit, mostly because of "my girls" (I'm trying to come up with all sorts of lovely ways to describe them...) and this weekend I plan to buy a new bra. Cause. I need one. Their size was made quite apparent today when I found a streak of mustard that had escaped my Subway sandwich and landed square on my "shelf" (that's a favorite used by my sisters and I...). Of course, as my luck goes, I didn't spot this for a while, not until my arm came away wet. By the way? Tide To Go pens don't work very well on older stains...I never spill on myself, in fact, we always tease my sister for this exact thing happening to her ALL THE TIME. Kathy? (If you could read this) You know it's true.

This also happens to Caleb, and he has no shelf to blame. Hmm.

So guess what? My favorite salad dressing? The one I said I could literally drink? The one I loved so much I was going to buy a case? No longer sounds good. It sounds absolutely revolting right now actually, as does nearly everything else I used to rely on for a quick snack. String cheese? Ugh. Yogurt? Blah. I'm onto kiwi, sugar-free pudding, and....random things. Usually nothing I have on hand, but whatever. I'm back to the green apples and peanut butter that I was so hooked on last year, and today I boiled a dozen eggs because they sounded good. I hope they still do tomorrow, because it's too late to have one.

They look pretty though, don't they?

I read this week that my uterus is the size of a grapefruit and my baby is the size of a grape. Which makes me feel a little better about not being able to quite button my jeans at the end of the day (or sometimes in the beginning...). I just re-read a section in The Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy, a lovely book every pregnant woman should read (along with one that's maybe a bit scientific) and cried because it's okay to gain weight! It really is! So far it's just water and bloating anyway! Which is why I take these pictures in the morning...I just wish I was okay with it so far, like I said before, I'm all ready to have the cute baby bump, just not the I-eat-entire-pints-of-Chunky-Monkey-in-bed...ness. Apparently this is normal, which is somewhat comforting.

Putting on pants that used to fit just weeks ago? Not so much. Bella Band? Here I come!

(Right after I pee, of course...) 

Comments

[Kelly]

This is so fun to relive my first pregnancy through you!
I was SO tired all the time. And, all I wanted to eat was eat garlic bread and drink chocolate milk. Gallons of chocolate milk.
But can I just say that while your little bump is adorable...the fact that I STILL look more pregnant than you (baby out and two years old) makes me depressed.

[Livia]

You're so cute.
You're doing fine.
You are so NOT going to be "FAT." You're just going to be bigger. It's not bad stuff hanging around your body. It's baby stuff.
And baby stuff is good.

[Heather]

So that bella band looks awesome. I will totally have to get one my next pregnancy. You look lovely, not bloated ya dork.

[Jess]

I don't see anything. Not ONE thing that resembles a baby bump. I see a flat tummy that I'm jealous of. I need some of your skinny-ness to rub off on me.