So, it's official, you can tell I am pregnant. It's unmistakeably noticeable. Every time I walk by a mirror, I catch a glimpse of my ever growing belly and it makes me laugh. It's just so different from what I am used to. No more sucking it in..at least for a few more months. Today I am wearing a dress that isn't flattering my newer figure at all and now that I think about it, I may even look like Barney a little bit! :) I have a big tummy in a purple dress. Mental note to self: Don't wear it to work anymore!!
Nothing exciting to report. This past week has been pretty uneventful, with the exception of me feeling her kick and move a lot more. When she kicks, it makes me giggle because I can just imagine her little hands and feet moving around. If she is anything like her Daddy, she will be a pretty good dancer. I put Bryan's hand on my belly the other day and he said he thinks he felt something, but I wish he could feel exactly what I feel. From the stories I hear from other mom's, Bryan will soon be able to see her in there moving around with her fists popping out and seeing my belly move. Weird to think about it.
I went to the doctor's yesterday and met with my favorite Dr. so far. He was very thorough with everything and didn't seem to be in a hurry like everyone else. He actually took his time and answered my silly questions. Her heartbeat was 148 and my belly measured right where it should be at 22 weeks. When he asked about my back surgery from two years ago, he was the second one to tell me that we should talk to an anesthesiologist ahead of time. What do they mean? Is there a chance that I won't be able to get an epidural? OMG, don't tell me this now. I am now going to worry about this for the next 18 weeks. Just add it to my list of things to worry about.
I just looked back at a few photos from a month ago and I can't believe how even my hair has changed. I think my hair is getting lighter believe it or not. It could just be me though. Today I am just having really bad hair day (it must run in the family because Tina is too) and the purple dress doesn't make me feel any BETTER about myself. I am going to start walking again. I have to. For the sake of the baby and I just want to make sure not to gain a lot of weight throughout this pregnancy. I am scared to death of even getting a stretch mark, let alone gaining any unnecessary weight. I've never been really comfortable with my body to begin with, so seeing my body changing without me having any control over it, is killing me. There isn't anything I can do about it, but what I can do is make sure to be exercising and eating better. Bryan said he is going to start working out again (I don't know where he will find the time because he is such a busy body these days), so I think it will encourage me to get moving a lot more. I have worked the last few Saturdays, so I have missed the prenatal yoga classes, but this Saturday, I am going to go no matter what.
Either on Saturday or Sunday, we are going to register at BabysRUs and Target. Bryan will be in charge of scanning the items, while I direct him on what we will actually need. It will be fun! I've always been jealous of the couples that are running around the store with the red gun at Target and now it will be my turn. YAY!
Only 15 more days and I will be able to see her again. I have another ultrasound scheduled on Friday, June 25th. From this point forward, they will be scanning me every 4-weeks. I can't say that I mind at all. :)
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