So…I’ve dropped the ball. Yes, I missed a couple of weeks and I’m still confused as to which week I’m actually in. According to the doctors I am in my 18th week. BUT, according to my calendar I’m in my 19th week. Who knows? I guess a week doesn’t really matter that much.
The past few weeks have been a bit busy. We had Thanksgiving, put in a new back splash in the kitchen, tied up work “stuff” for the year, and A graduated with his MBA (YAY!!). This was all smashed in since the last time I posted. I know, there really are no excuses except I did get lazy.
Things with little peep are still going well. I’m still feeling great for being in the second trimester. I’m still having sleeping issues because of my back and leg cramps. I’m still eating little bits through the day and wanting fruit whenever I can. The baby is officially kicking and punching and rollling…giving mom some not so comfortable moments. A has felt the baby move too and we both get a kick out of the whole thing. My food cravings change on a weekly basis. This week it’s still fruit and sandwiches, but also turkey burgers and noodles!
Here are the most current pics:
As you can see the belly is starting to pop out! I can’t button my jeans even a little and even my tops are starting to stretch. This week (we’ll go with 18 weeks for now) the baby is about 5.5 inches long and 5 ounces. He/she can yawn and hiccup, and even has his/ her own fingerprints! We have our next doctors appointment next Monday, complete with ultrasound. We can officially find out if the baby is a boy or girl, but our feelings on not knowing are still the same. Hopefully nothing will show when we see the pics!