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Friday, February 14, 2014

29 weeks

From earlier this week:

Somehow in the past couple of weeks I feel as though I've managed to double in size.  A couple of friends and students' parents have commented, "The baby has really grown in the past week!", which is a nice way of saying, "Been eating a lot lately?", or "How are you still bearing your own weight?!", or "Excuse me, I momentarily mistook you for a school bus."

Yes, word to the wise: commenting on the baby's size is allowed.  Blame it all on the baby!

It's probably not a good sign that, with 2+ more months to go, I'm already feeling like there can't possibly be much more growing room for this little girl within my torso.  

A picture with the pajama-clad little lady who's been a little under the weather and subsequently a little on the unhappy side this week:

Dear little one, 
I can't really decide if night times are the best part of my day, or the worst.  On the one hand, I spend pretty much all day every day looking forward to the time when I can go to bed.  (That's the third trimester in a nutshell for you!)  On the other hand, I have a lot of pain in my hips at night, and have a hard time getting comfortable.  Not to mention, it's already getting hard to roll over from side to side in the middle of the night.  What I definitely love, though, is feeling you start to wriggle around once I'm lying still.  My bedtime seems to be your cue to make your presence known one last time each night.  My midwives say you are healthy and right on track for growth!  Aaaaand, for the time being at least, you're head down and hanging out just where we want you.  Good job, little girl!

{previously: 29 weeks with Nell}

1 comment:

  1. I came to dread going out in public while pregnant. I was so big so early that I never failed to attract attention. People would start by asking how far along I was...then upon learning that I was only 4-5 months... "Oh...are you having twins? Are you SURE?" (Yes, thank you...very helpful.) I never sorted out how to politely tell people that I didn't appreciate comments about my body. I know that pregnancy is a beautiful, mysterious, awesome thing and most people can't help but notice...but still... comments about size are the emotional equivelent to patting the belly without permission. Hang in that sweet little baby girl...she is so lucky to have you as her mom.