I officially hit the 20 week mark! Other moms warned me the second pregnancy would go by quickly and they weren’t kidding. Wowza! For the first half I was very private about the details of this little one. To a certain extent, I still am. But just for kicks, I’m going to start doing weekly updates. It will be fun to have these details someday. Since I’ve been in my pajamas pretty much since walking in the door after work today, there is no 20 week bump pic. Hopefully this 18 week bump will do!
How far along: 20 weeks!
Total weight gain: No clue. But I’m still wearing my regular “fat” jeans. Now that Baby has decided to hang out a bit higher, I can even button them again. The belly band hasn’t been used in a few weeks. This has caught me off guard completely because with Chipmunk my hips popped and I was out of regular jeans well before the end of the first trimester. The “fat” jeans quickly followed.
Maternity clothes: My work slacks are of the maternity variety – love that comfy panel! I’m still wearing some non-maternity shirts, but I have mostly transitioned to ones that allow the bump to breathe a bit. Also, flats are a constant. I only wear my stilettos once or twice a week – and my back thanks me.
Stretch marks: No new ones. The stretch marks from Chipmunk have become more obvious as everything grows, though.
Sleep: Bahahahaha. Sleep? With a full-time job and toddler to shuffle? Well, one can dream of such things. Tonight was one of those nights where I walked in the door after work and wished I could go straight to bed. With Husband headed off to work and an insane toddler who was randomly into every thing, that clearly did not happen. There is a chance that Chipmunk and I both had an early bedtime tonight.
Best moment of this week: Confirming Baby’s gender. We have known for several weeks but waited until 20 weeks to confirm it. For now we are holding the results close.
Miss anything: Cold cut sandwiches. Oooooh man. I missed them like crazy with Chipmunk, too. It will be my first meal request once we’ve met Baby. Husband knows I’m not waiting two days after giving birth for a good sandwich this time.
Movement: SO much movement. As crazy as it sounds, I felt the first few thumps in week 12. It gradually increased but has not been consistent until the last few days. Those first weeks of movement drive me crazy because I will feel the baby a few times daily. Then Baby moves to another position and I won’t feel anything again for a day or two. This consistent movement is wonderful! Husband has even felt Baby a little bit.
Food cravings: Nothing lately, but OMG. Mashed potatoes and gravy. I craved them for three weeks straight. It didn’t matter how many I ate. It didn’t matter if they were creamy or lumpy. There were never enough. I started making huge batches so I would have leftovers. Husband only made the mistake once of snidely asking, after I had reheated a very large container and was eating it by myself, if I was going to save some for him. Sorry, Husband. With Chipmunk I only had one real craving incident and it was quickly rectified. This mashed potato thing was entirely new territory.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Fortunately that has passed! Baby was very rough on me the first trimester and the sickness held on through week 14. It’s wonderful to feel good again and remember what I love about being pregnant. (Note: the first trimester definitely is not what I love about being pregnant. In this house we call it the “Why Would Anyone Intentionally Do This Again?” trimester.)
Have you started to show yet: Yeppers!
Gender: Stay tuned. We will share eventually!
Labor signs: Nada.
Belly button in or out: In.
Wedding rings on or off: On and still loose.
Happy or moody most of the time: This week I have been super tired and cranky. For the most part I’ve been happy this pregnancy, albeit weepy. Who cries at the end of Cars or through almost all of the second Planes movie? This girl right here.
Looking forward to: Gender reveal photos and taking Chipmunk to see Thomas the Train this weekend!
Alrighty. That is all for tonight. Now I am off to bed so I can get up early and clean the house before the sitter arrives. Cleaning for the sitter on Wednesday night/Thursday morning is routine for me but seriously, today I walked in the door and wanted to run out crying. It looks like a tornado went through. Sometimes a maid sounds awfully nice.