Thursday, December 10, 2009

Confessions from the bump...

We are already 24 weeks into this thing and aside from the daily dilemma of what to possibly squeeze this ever-growing belly into, here are my confessions from the first 24 weeks:

I finally started working out again (after about a 2 month break). After a workout, it's hard to decide whether I'd rather sleep for the next 100 days or eat every last morsel in the kitchen. If you find me passed out on the kitchen floor surrounded by open containers, please do not be alarmed... I probably just returned from the gym.

One ice cream cone is never enough. Sometimes two isn't either.

As Josh puts it, I "sleep like a tornado." We've stopped making the bed due to the fact that I'll just rip the sheets out of their nice tucked-in spots

My love for Mexican food has finally returned! Oh how I missed you chips and salsa! In fact, I may or may not be shoving them in my face as I type this. These days I am also loving fresh pineapple and my love for milk has only diminished slightly.

When the baby book says that your prescription and eye shape can change- believe it. Sadly I've been saying bye-bye contacts and hello to my old trusty glasses. It's just one more way to make a pregnant lady feel less attractive.

I have had to stop myself several times from signing up for any sort of marathon or road race but I am having a serious withdrawal. I just hope that this desire continues when I do actually get to run my next race.... whenever that may be.

I'm not even in my third trimester and a middle-school aged child has already told me that he thinks I might be having twins. I barely restrained myself from hitting him.

I'm not sure if I'm freaked out or intrigued by the amount of hair growing on my belly. I know it's cold up here in Small Town, Illinois, but is a winter layer really necessary?

If you hear a strange sound at our house in the middle of the night, don't worry. It's just me, shaking out yet another dosage of Tums. To the makers of Tums, you are my heroes. Seriously.

I'm pretty sure a stretch mark is forming on my right side. After I found it, I rubbed myself down with more cocoa butter and then went to the kitchen for another ice cream cone.

While watching TV the other night, I didn't feel good so I took my pants off. My husband looked at me as if I was crazy, but even though I couldn't explain why, I felt so much better!

Speaking of pants, I love my "fat pants", or yoga pants, or stretchy pants... anything with elastic. My husband is worried that I may never go back to the regular kind after this (and I have a sneaky suspicion that his concerns are warranted).

I'm finally feeling baby Jake kick all of the time. That little stinker is happy to do so until I put my hand on my belly and then he stops. My son is clearly in control of deciding whether or not anyone but me can feel a kick.

I know that I am not drinking enough water in a day because I still make it through the entire night without having to get up to pee.

I would really love a frosty beverage. Just one would be nice.

I am a belly rubber... I love to rub my growing belly all day long and it brings me so much joy to know that our son is curled up in there, happy and warm.

I already know that I am going to miss being pregnant when this is all over. For now I'm just enjoying every day.

Things so far have been pretty easy and smooth sailing! We have our next doctor's appointment on Friday and from what I understand, we will be scheduling the dreaded glucose test for January. Boooo! Only a few more months until we get to meet our Sweet Baby Jake!


  1. Obviously you know I can speak from experience on the subject of being pregnant with twins. If I had a dollar for every nosey Nelly who said to me in month 5 or 6, "well, you must be due any day!" I know you're embracing pregnancy WAY better than I did! :-)

  2. You look fantastic! And this is such a fantastic post! It made me all warm and fuzzy inside.

    I never had to pee at night until the last few weeks, and I always drink a TON of water (well over 64oz). So maybe your bladder is just extra capable. :)

  3. Hairy belly? Yes. Tums? Yes. Peeing in the night? First and 3rd tris. Elastic waistband? Best invention ever. Sleeping? Two pillows are not enough. Pants off? As I type this. :) Love ya!

  4. I'd like to say 'Amen!' to hairy belly, Tums, fat pants, and frosty beverages. I can totally relate on those. Now the one about not peeing all night... enjoy it - I can't even remember the last time that happened! You look great by the way, and don't look at all like you're carrying twins (I have also received that comment)!

  5. I love that my readers are all either preggers or have been before... it makes this way more funny I'm sure!

    Mindy - I can't wait to compare belly sizes again next week... yours had better be bigger than mine this time! :) Love to you all!