September 26, 2011

Weeks 15-17: STAY OUT OF MY PREGNANT WAY. (And good stuff, too.)

Want the whole baby scoop? See all previous posts here.


First things first: It's been a few weeks since I last posted, let alone gave some kind of baby update. You know. Life. Work. Lots and lots of work. My day job is rewarding but demanding, and it's been especially demanding of late. Something has to give, and unfortunately, this blog is usually the first thing to go. It cannot be helped. I'm sorry. (And also sorry that, as a result, this post will be kind of long.)

And that's about all the apologizing you'll get out of me because the theme for the last few weeks has been Laugh Cry About Nothing Yell About Something Stupid PREGNANT SHANNON SMASH Cry More Laugh Hysterically Rinse Lather Repeat.

In other words: Moody.

OK, let's just say it: BITCHY.

My husband looooooooooves this part of pregnancy.


I'd be lying if I said I wasn't aware of it; I am. But to some extent it feels like I just can't...control it? To me, it feels like PMS turned up to 11. In any case, I am on the verge of tears and/or yelling all.the.time and it is super fun for all of us.

However, physically? I'm feeling really, really...good! So good, in fact, that it's been a little unnerving. I commented to my mother a week or so ago that I kind of miss the nausea and constant exhaustion because at least that let me know stuff was happening. Then that mostly went away, and I felt mostly normal (well, except for the aforementioned Exorcist Bitchfacedness), and I kind of missed it.

(Only I could find a way to complain about NOT feeling like I'm going to puke. Therapy, I need it.)

Only physical complaint: I've now hit the inevitable point where I need to pee every 5.3 seconds. As Two Pretzels will tell you, I find this INCREDIBLY annoying. (I hate stopping what I'm doing to pee; I don't like to be interrupted.)

All right. Enough about the (very inconsequential) negative. On to the positive!


This actually started around the end of Week 14. It felt like something was tickling me from the inside. My thoughts:
  • There is absolutely no way I'm feeling the baby move this early.

  • I'm a big girl; big girls don't feel movement this early.

  • I just have really weird gas.

When I had that really weird gas around the same times every day for a week and a half, I finally gave in and accepted that either A) I am the gassiest human being on the planet (still debatable) or B) OMG I AM FEELING THE BABY MOVE.

Allow me to state the obvious and say this is The Coolest Thing Ever, and knowing that it will only get stronger and cooler is, well, really really cool.
(The baby has stolen my vocabulary, apparently. And my thesaurus. Sticky in-utero fingers.)

For me, this is making the pregnancy seem really, truly real. There is a person in there, and he or she is tickling me. Well, more likely punching me, but his or her fists are teeny-weeny, so it's more like fist smashes, but from a tiny soft angel. Angel Smashes. Yes.

And speaking of teeny-weeny, since we last spoke, Angel Smash has breezed right past the navel orange and avocado and is now the size onion! Although you must picture an onion that's about five or so inches long, which, to me, seems like an awfully big onion. But whatever.

Allow me a moment for reflection: I cannot believe we're almost halfway there. It seems like a dream. On one hand, it feels like we've known about this pregnancy FOREVER (T asks me daily, "Is it time for the baby to be born YET?" We're excited). On the other hand, there's still SO much to do, that I'm actually happy we still have 5.5 months to go.

Thankfully (happily, gratefully), I'm now on vacation, so we'll be doing a lot of things over the next two weeks:
  • Clearing out the eventual nursery (which is now, as my mother puts it, our "Employees Only" room

  • Checking out childcare options in our area

  • Finding out what kind of classes are available at the hospital we're using

  • Figuring out what furniture and other big items we need

  • Registering for baby stuff

  • Talking about names (but still not sharing any, so don't get excited)

  • NOT finding out the gender

We do have our 20-week ultrasound next Friday (not quite 20 weeks, but close, and I'll be across the country during week 20), and I can't wait to see Kicky Magoo again. I don't even care that I'll have to turn away at some point: I just love seeing him or her thriving in there. It will never get old.

Next week, I'll give you my lament about finding maternity clothes for the, um, more voluptuous expectant mother. Hint: You should really like looking as if you're on safari. At least that's what clothes manufacturers seem to think.

6 backtalk:

Shannon said...

welcome back to blogland. you've been missed.

glad to hear (for the most part) that pregnancy is treating you well.

with my due date SIX days away, i can certainly tell you that the second trimester is by far the best and do as much as you can during that period.

and as a march baby myself - yay for march babies!!!!

Nadja said...

You know how they portray pregnant women on tv as raving lunatics that will eat you out of house and home and you think "can this be real?" Yeah, that was me.

It's so cool that you're feeling the wee one. That was my favorite.

Sassytimes said...

Yay that you are feeling your peanut move! That's so amazing, right?

I can't wait to hear your take on maternity clothing. It's ridiculous isn't it...I don't understand who designs this stuff. Obviously they have no taste.

Summer said...

I have been (patiently) waiting for this update. I, too, CANNOT believe you are almost halfway there. How did that happen?! Oh my goodness, friend, I love hearing about this through your eyes.

Thanks for taking the time to update!!

Wendy said...

I LOL'd at "Exorcist Bitchfacedness" - hahaha! I'm like that on a daily basis and I'm not pregnant! ;-D

I love reading these updates! It's so exciting that you're feeling the baby move.

Is your ETA early, mid or late March? Reason I ask is my birthday is March 30. Go Aries!

wrestling kitties said...

HOW EXCITING!! I loved feeling the baby move! I remember that strange period where you were feeling good but couldn't feel the baby and you felt weird, like is everything all right. I didn't like that either. And then when he started moving it was the BEST!

I love reading these updates. I hope you are doing well...I have been thinking of you!

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