Week 24? If I do the math, that means I'm officially in my sixth month. Holy crap. Where is paper bag? Must breathe. Am way behind in preparations. Holy crap.
Apparently he gained an entire four ounces this last week, if I'm even believing these measurements anymore. Four ounces seems tiny compared to how pregnant I suddenly feel. I did read though that my uterus is the size of a soccer ball, and that seems too large. I have a soccer ball in my stomach containing a baby the length of an ear of corn. An ear of corn with legs and arms and stuff. As far as what's going on in there, the lungs are developing (all the better to scream at me with) and everything else is just getting bigger and better. The end.
Every website lovingly mentions the signs of preterm labor this week, just in case anyone was getting too comfortable in their pregnancy. Now there's a zillion things to look out for! And worry about! Joy! So far I'm still doing well though, and have very little to complain about. I keep waiting for some major annoying symptom to develop because I've really had a fairly easy pregnancy so far. (Searches for lucky rabbit foot, four leaf clover, and a large piece of wood...) I had a doctors appointment today and it lasted all of 10 minutes because I had nothing really to ask, no problems to report, belly measures exactly where it should be, everything looks fabulous downstairs. Come back in a month! Enjoy!
(Tangent: Did you know that starting in your second trimester the number of centimeters long your fundal height is relates to how many weeks you are? Yeah for science!)
Speaking of not being prepared (I was, wasn't I? Somewhere up there?) I got an email from Design Public letting me know they were having a sale on select items, and the bedding I originally fell in love with (second pic) is one of them. I timidly mentioned this to Caleb, and he confessed he liked this bedding better than my second, cheaper choice. This never happens. He'd rather I spend...MORE?! Not that either of these choices are cheap mind you, hence my hesitation. The sale only lasts this week, and I'm flip flopping on my decision. Because that's what I do best! Freak out about the little choices! Even when Caleb gives me the go-ahead! Suddenly I wonder if I really do love it, or maybe I just think I do? Maybe? What if? Possibly? Mark my words, Friday afternoon will roll around and I'll be in a fit wondering if I should do it. And Caleb will tell me to just buy it already, and I'll be like, "But....but....what if I don't like it?!?!" And then I'll make a decision and two minutes later realize it really isn't a big deal. Because it's not. It's just necessary for me to go through these actions for some reason.
Despite my recent freak out, the baby is doing all sorts of acrobatics in there. Last night we went to see a late showing of The Dark Knight (so good...if Heath isn't nominated I'll be in shock) and Caleb spent the entire movie with his hand on my stomach because at every loud moment the baby would do something. Hopefully the nice Indian man sitting next to me didn't mind Caleb's seemingly wandering hand. It was innocent, I swear.
(Not so innocent? The couple sitting in front of Bridgette making out the entire...very dark...movie. Mmm...romantic...)
We're heading off to Utah tomorrow, and as always, our trip went from almost no plans at all to being booked solid. We're spending the first several days with Caleb's family and then heading down to Lake Powell with mine for our annual trip. (To my lovely friends, I'm trying to find a way to see everyone, but am having difficulty finding the time. If it doesn't happen, know I wanted it to. Real bad like. I live for get togethers and mini-reunions! Here's hoping for next time!) I'm really really looking forward to it, despite all the running from function to function that is sure to happen. I'm going to try and be good about posting too, as there is always something fun to report.
Oh, hi, that's me and my belly post lunch and pre hair cut last Friday. See how much bigger it gets during the day? I told you.
You'll be in UT when I'M in UT (I'm there right now and for another week). But you don't have to see me, even though I know you really, reeeeally want to ;)
Posted by: Lucky Red Hen | July 23, 2008 at 04:09 PM
I remember going to see Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers while I was pregnant with Alice. She did a lot of wiggling during it...it was oddly fun.
Posted by: Britanny | July 23, 2008 at 09:00 PM
I'll make this a family affair by adding my two cents! Anyway, the Dark Knight kissing couple was really gross. And as for the bedding, just get the one you really want! Even though you're spending more, you'll be glad you did it. When little Nelson is sleeping in his cute, hip sheet set you'll feel so good knowing he's sleeping in style. Trust me.
Posted by: Bridge | July 23, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Oh my gosh you look so cute! I'm glad you finally posted a good pregnant picture of your whole self with your smiling face. I was beginning to wonder if swimsuit girl was really you. Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful time in Powell, though I know you will. And for crying out loud, buy the bedding already.
Posted by: Abby | July 23, 2008 at 10:37 PM
You are gorgeous, and you look great.
Posted by: Heather | July 26, 2008 at 09:56 AM