This sixteenth week has brought interesting developments: bad dreams, restless sleep, better skin?, growing body.
- I had a bad dream the other night. I dreamt that I had a baby but apparently was out during the delivery. When I came to, my husband told me we had a boy and that he named him Eurick. I was so upset that he had named the baby while I was passed out on meds and that he named him THAT. Then, when I finally got to see the infamous Eurick, he was the ugliest baby I had ever laid eyes on. I was so stressed and frustrated… and woke up (probably because I had to pee). Pregnancy Milestone? I’d say so.
- Aside from my all-of-a-sudden smaller than a peanut bladder ruining my sleep, I am just generally restless tossing and turning most of the night. If I’ve mentioned once, I’ll mention it a thousand times… I DO NOT LIKE MY SLEEP TO BE INTERRUPTED. (Please pray for me when my uterus baby becomes a third person baby.)
- I may be jinxing this, but I think my teenage-like breakouts have paused. My hair, however, is still snapping off, which looks so good when you add winter’s dry air static.
- I am now in the “awkward” body stage. In the morning, the difference is only noticeable to me, and the difference is I’m not wearing any form fitting tops. By evening, I am on a hot search for anything with an elastic band. No real bump yet, more like “did she gain some weight?” My husband doesn’t agree, saying it will be obvious that I’m pregnant because people don’t just gain weight in their stomach.. but the newness of it still feels a little like this by the end of the day <— .
How far along? Sixteen weeks
How big is the baby? 4.5 inches, rivaling an avocado. mmm, guacamole.
Weight gain/loss? Still hovering around +2
Maternity clothes? Not yet. But! My lovely mother-in-law gifted me with some funds for maternity wear for my birthday. I imagine I’ll be ordering something here soon!
Sleep? I don’t want to talk about this again.
Memorable moments this week? Last week the uterus baby had a heart rate of 152. This week I will be doing an AFP test, genetic testing for neural tube defects just to make sure everything is OK after my sister’s heartbreaking experience last year.
Symptoms? I talked about hair, skin, sleep, and this growing midsection. Also, are my hips getting wider? I swear it looks like they are. I will not go into the horror that is boobs in the shower.
Food cravings? Cheese. Also, pizza with tomatoes and banana peppers. You guys, my mouth just watered.
Food aversions? Meat.
What I miss? Drinking. Mary and I talk about it all the time. Next up? Springtime patio drinking. All the sads.
What I’m looking forward to? Feeling the baby move. As much as it kinda creeps me out (there’s a living thing moving in my body, read: every alien movie ever), I’m ready for some added weirdness.