With my first pregnancy, I started to miscarry before I had a chance to even think about taking photos. With my second pregnancy, Moselle, I was nervous but also so thrilled to be pregnant after my loss that I took belly photos as early 5 weeks. With my third pregnancy, I again wanted to celebrate from the start and began a photo series at 4 weeks, right after finding out I was pregnant. Then, of course, I lost that pregnancy, and this time around I was too unstable to take any pictures for many weeks. I addressed this already, but basically I was too nervous and reserved to really connect with or celebrate this pregnancy. It wasn't until 13 weeks that I asked Mike to take a photo of my growing belly.
We've done it weekly since then, but most of the photos are on my camera still. I'll be 22 weeks tomorrow, so my belly is even bigger than in these photos from 16 weeks.
I'm slowly adjusting to the fact that I'm having a boy. It's been almost two weeks since the ultrasound, and I'm surprisingly still jarred by the news, but it's sinking in a little more each day. I made an initial list of names and shared with Mike (people keep asking if we have names picked out, and the truth is we've hardly discussed it - I think it feels too daunting still). I started imagining a room for a baby boy, I even ordered a rug. I even bought a newborn "boy" outfit for Mike on Father's Day.
I've been feeling pretty good. No more nausea (finally!), but my energy is seriously depleted. I remember being tired last time, but I thought the second trimester brought a boost of energy. This time, it's all I can do to get through the day. I'm really grateful to be having a healthy, easy pregnancy. My biggest complaint is my hips. I can't get them to loosen up and it is often very painful to move. Getting out of bed is an Olympic sport every morning!
Everyone also likes to ask about cravings. The only trends to note are 1) I don't have many aversions like I did with Mo. Most things sound good and I want to eat them all! I finally reintroduced a little coffee into my life after months of not being able to even smell the stuff. 2) I crave salty, sweet and savory. With Mo, it was definitely more sweet things, but this time I want a burger and ice cream and potato chips and watermelon and everything else equally!
I've been feeling the baby move pretty frequently. I found out I have an anterior placenta, so I don't feel him as much as I wish, but often enough to take comfort in it. I smile and silently say thank you every time I feel a little poke from him. I'm so grateful he's in there and he's healthy and he's mine!