Friday, February 22, 2008

I finally measured my waist!

I've been scared to measure my new waist size since becoming pg... But, I finally did... here's the current stats:

Weight: 150lbs (+20lbs.)
Waist: 35inches (originally 27)
Bra: 34DD (originally 34B)

I think that's all I can update...new pic this weekend!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Up 20 lbs, officially

I got on the scale this week and I had to move the bottom weight. I'm officially up 20 lbs. I'm not really sure how I feel about that. I know I'm 'wearing' it well, but it's just new territory for me. I know it's a good thing, but I definately think twice before reaching my arm into a freezer for a big bowl of ice cream.

That, and, strangers are staring. Blank stares. I'm also being asked "When are you due?" When I say June, they look at my belly, then at my face, then at my belly again. Apparently I'm showing more than they think I should I don't know what to think of that, either. Again, all new territory. Oh, and I'm growing out of my first round of maternity clothes. A maternity shirt is now not long enough to cover the bottom half of my belly. The baby kicks at any waist band (she's demanding like her mama!). Looks like I'll have to invest in some more dresses.

Good news? We ordered our crib and my diaper bag. I'm stoked. I'm due for new pictures this weekend... we'll see how good I am about posting them!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Most recent belly pics


This is my FAVORITE outfit for at home. When I come home from work (or from being outside amongst the general public) I change into this outfit, often accompanied by a sweatshirt within 7 minutes of arriving home (1 minute for a welcome kiss from Nick, 2 minutes to pee and some extra time to drop off my stuff, not necessarily in that order, but you catch my drift). 


Anyway, this was taken this past Sunday evening (21 weeks even)

Monday, February 11, 2008

Warm, gooey feelings

Nick has been so good, SO good throughout this pregnancy thus far. We've been together a long, long time (10 years by the time our little one is born) and I've never loved him more. He's been taking a much larger role in taking care of the hosue (without asking!) and ensuring I'm comfortable, running for water, helping me off the couch and so much more. We've had a couple discussions about it, we've always loved each other, but since the pregnancy has begun, we have a more 'deep' relationship. It's really difficult to explain, but this is a new bond we've never had before. I can only imagine how that will change (for the better) with our little girl in our arms.

Speaking of our little girl, I'm starting to feel more and more movements. It's hard, as soon as I feel her wiggling around, I want to put my hand on my belly and encourage it, but, since I feel the movement through the sensors in my skin, me touching the belly overrides the sensation from inside. So, when I feel her squirming, I just have to sit back and enjoy. It's an odd sensation, and it continues to make her all that much more 'real'.

Last week, the stranger comments started. And once someone said something, EVERYONE has noticed. It's a good thing, I enjoy it. However, I'm back to that "Do I have to squeal when they ask me about the baby?" question. I was at the grocery store and the clerk said "OOHHH!!!!! It's a BABY!!" I chuckled along with Nick's mom and my sister-in-law. The poor clerk said "Was that a bad thing? To say?" (poor woman). No, we're just laughing because I was sneaking a bit of chocolate on the conveyer belt for my craving and Nick's mom would have rather bought it for me.... She then coined the term "chocolatey-evil" for my sarcastic tone and mood... It's been a joke ever since... Anyway, off track as usual. Ackowledging the belly is good, I just don't have the energy to jump up and down everytime someone congratulates me.

21 weeks, even

Monday, February 4, 2008

I'm half way there! AND, it's a Girl!

OK, so I haven't posted about the sex, because we just told our parents this weekend that it's a girl. We're both so excited, as are they, and can't wait for our little one to arrive.

That being said, it's still 20 weeks away. But that's ok. There's a lot to get done before she makes her appearance, and I'm enjoying this particular stage of pregnancy... a big enough bump for random strangers to offer my Mom and I a seat in Peets (mmmm, peet's coffee! don't fret, I ordered a decaf) but still small enough to still have energy and not have to deal with carrying around a 5-8 lb. baby inside me (yes, I'm aware they get bigger than this, but I'm not going to acknowledge that MINE will get bigger than that, because it freaks me out).

In any case, I'm officially at 20 weeks. Over half. Who-da-thunk it would've gone by this quickly, and yet so slowly. I have a feeling that this is going to be an eye opening experience that I'll get to deal with the rest of my life, and as long as I'm around to watch our baby grow up. As I look forward, time seems to slow down, almost as though it's crawling. However, when I look back, I realized that this experience is half over and I won't get to be pregnant all that much longer.

New belly pics on their way, as we have to spread the 'girl' news to family and friends this week!

20weeks - even!