19 Weeks

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I feel: Sick! I came down with a cold (Thanks, Honey!) on Tuesday and have been battling it ever since. Luckily it’s nothing serious – and does seem to be getting better – but it’s definitely not any fun.

Happy or Moody: Happy. But oh so tired.

Showing: Yes, and especially after eating a hearty meal (Exhibits A & B above)

Maternity Clothes: Not yet. I have a feeling those will be showing up right after Christmas.

Exercise: Just dog walks this week.

Miss Anything: Medium rare steaks : (

Anything make you sick/queasy: I haven’t been the biggest fan of leftovers this week.

Movement: Little bubbles around my pelvic area, but nothing substantial yet.

Excited for: Thursday! Cross your fingers that our little sugar is cooperating so we can find out if it’s a he/she.

Favorite Moment of the Week: Getting Christmas shopping/shipping done! What a relief.

I swore I’d never take (let alone post) naked belly pictures during my pregnancy, but there comes a point when you’re pregnant (or maybe it’s just in life, I don’t know) where you just stop giving a sh–. Excuse my French, but seriously. Your body is doing all this weird stuff that you can’t even begin to understand and so you just stop caring who  you’re in front of when it’s doing something funny.

After a delicious steak dinner this week prepared by Michael, I could not even begin to understand how absolutely bloated I was. I couldn’t zip my pants, never mind button them (and they fit earlier that day, I swear!), and Michael couldn’t stop laughing at the sudden growth that had sprouted from my stomach. I would say a bump is definitely noticeable these days, but nothing like what you see in the two photos above. Anyways, we obviously found them so hilarious we just had to share.

P.S. I was woken up by a blog thought this week… All of these posts are for the previous week. For example, this post is about Week 19,  but Michael and I actually started Week 20 (THE HALFWAY POINT!) this week. Maybe I’m wrong, but I feel like I’m doing this blog ass backwards (not that there’s a right way), so I might try to flip it around on one of the upcoming posts. I’ll warn you if I do. 

19 Weeks