Goodness gracious! The time is just flying by. I got home from Denver and pretty much had one weekend home before I was back in the sky again, flying up north to have a belated 30th birthday celebration with my bestie Katelyn. I also got to see my fam which was super fun 🙂

How far along? Reporting on week 22, but as of writing this I’m 23 weeks and 3 days.
Baby’s Size: A  papaya. nom nom.
Weight Gain: 2+. I’ll take it! At our 21 week appointment, the doctor told me I was doing a perfect job managing my weight. That’s music to this plus-mama’s ears because it is a challenge (as I type this I’m fighting the “Make chocolate chip cookies!” urge, but settled on some raspberries. Has my eating been perfect? Heck no. But has it been controlled? Yes.)
Maternity clothes? Yes. That and loose, cotton dresses are all I want to wear. A lot of my pre-prego pants are too snug, which is a weird sensation because they’re not snug from gaining weight but from gaining…volume? Or rather, since my belly shape is changing they just don’t work anymore. I just ordered a bunch of cute maternity stuff from Penney’s, so fingers crossed it all fits.
Best moment this week:  Matt got to feel the baby kick! It was 10 p.m. one night and me and the bump were reading before bed. I saw my stomach wiggle out of the corner of my eye (cool but yes, kind of weird), I yelled for him to get in there, and he felt the little nugget wiggle when she did a giant barrel roll. It was so cool to get to see him “feel” her. I’m going to be a big pile of mush seeing those two together.
Miss anything? Oh man. Sleeping on my stomach and uninterrupted sleep, in general. The last two weeks have marked the start of ‘pregsomnia’, and between my frequent night time pee breaks and being uncomfortable, I’m spending some time on the couch in the wee hours of the night so as not to disturb my peacefully slumbering hubby.  I really think the crummy sleep must be nature’s way of preparing you for a baby. I’m so grateful I work from home because I’ve been doing a lot of lunch hour naps.

We also made a big change this weekend to our bed. Those who have come over have seen our ridiculously tall Cal King bed. We ordered a bed frame with built in shelves and stupidly didn’t take measurements, and because we got a bangin’ deal on the set it was all sales are final… which means with our pillowtop mattress, the bed towered into the sky. I have a little stool I use to climb up into it (and I’m frickin 5’9, which shows you how tall it is). I knew I wouldn’t be able to manage such a tall bed too far along into the pregnancy, and this weekend I officially put the kibosh on the tall bed. We’ve moved our spare queen bed onto the frame, which is MUCH better because I don’t have to hoist myself in and out of it like a turtle on its back, and it’s safer. Now we just have to figure out what to do with the King mattress, as getting a new frame and such for the guest room seems kind of silly when in a few months the bed will be relocated to the garage anyways. Ah, adulthood and its perpetual series of small annoying decisions. In this way I guess nesting has started as we prepare our tiny bungalow for baby.
Movement: Definitely. I feel her most when I’m lying in bed when I wake up in the morning and then at night. It’s fun and a cool little reminder that she’s hangin’ out with me all day (As if she has a choice).
Food cravings:  Mexican food, raspberries (again), tomato slices, and Twix.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Sigh. Yes. I totally jinxed my self when I first announced my pregnancy by being like “I’m not sick at all!”, because 2nd trimester has just been my time of sickness. It’s not severe by any means, but I had to cancel a lunch date I was really looking forward to because I was barfing, and the queasies come and go every few days. I always ask my OB and I just get a compassionate smile and a “Some women just go through it.”
Gender:  Girl!
Labor signs: None. Please stay that way.
Symptoms: Tired, occasional queasies, pregsomnia, and SORE HIPS. Good lawd. For being told so many times I have “child-birthing hips”, you’d think they wouldn’t ache like they’re being stitched together. Sadly this is just part of the pressure of sleeping on your side, and my pelvis expanding to prepare for the kiddo. Hopefully it doesn’t last much longer.
Happy or moody most of the time: Heh. Let’s just say mood swings are a real thing, mmmk? My anxiety has been up this week as at my last appointment we went over risks for gestational diabetes and preeclampsia, and because I’m heavy and have PCOS, I’m at a higher risk. I pretty much spent the rest of the day convinced I’ve doomed my baby because of my size, which I know is not true, but I’m just a *tad* more sensitive these days. I take another glucose test in a few weeks and while my doctor feels like it’s unlikely given my very controlled weight gain and excellent numbers the first time they checked my glucose at 8 weeks, you just never know. I have to accept, especially as I’m becoming a mom, that there are some things in life I just cannot control, and I have to be positive and continue to make positive efforts to affect the things I can impact. Easier said than done!
Looking forward to: the next few weeks will continue to be busy, but are full of exciting things like a Rasputina concert, my friend’s baby shower, another friend’s wedding, and then a work trip to Michigan for the 3-Day.

That’s it! Still with me? Sorry for the length on this post but I felt like I had lots I wanted to tell y’all. Thanks for hanging in there and checking up on us, and I hope you’re doing fantastic!