17 Feb 2014
Baby bump pictures are so much more fun if you can see the progress! Big thanks to Eric for helping me put these two pictures together. It’s awesome to see how much I (and our baby!) have grown over the last month or so. When I wake up in the morning, I hardly have any bump at all, but as the day goes on, I get rounder, and by evening I feel downright rotund. I love it. The baby is still down low in my belly, and I had a momentary freak-out when I realized that my uterus wasn’t as high up in my belly as one of my books said it should be. Of course, everybody is different, and that’s a calming thought, but Eric actually performed some torso measurements with me, and it turns out that mine is way longer than his. That is kind of remarkable, given that he’s half a foot taller than me. I guess I have short legs! In any case, it made me feel better to know that our baby has just got a further distance to traverse to reach my belly button than some others do. And also, one million gold stars for Eric for engaging in the possibly ridiculous to ease my mind.
I haven’t felt any movement yet, but I am eagerly anticipating it! Our next ultrasound will be at 20 weeks, and that’s when we’ll find out if it’s a boy or a girl! We are really excited about this, even though there’s a chance we may not find out if the baby is not in a good position for the doctor to see. It’s funny, I never thought I would want to find out the sex of my babies, but now that the opportunity is here, I can’t resist. I want to know who’s in there, and I am sure it will make me feel closer to the baby, especially when I can call him/her by name. We still have a long ways to go on name choosing!
Physically, I am feeling about the same, which is GREAT. Evenings are still the hardest time of day, but even they are growing a bit less treacherous. At 17 weeks the placenta is fully functional, which takes some of the hormonal strain off your body, and it also makes the second trimester a time of greater energy for most women. I have noticed that I feel a little less tired in the last few days, and I am loving it. I am still sleeping relatively well at night, aside from my midnight snacks. Sometimes after I get up I really can’t get back to sleep, but there’s no time like the present to start getting used to alternative sleep patterns!
Eating has become a lot more fun in the last week or so. For a very long time in this pregnancy, eating was much more of a chore than a pleasure. I knew that it wasn’t forever, but that didn’t make it any easier to choke down bread and crackers while feeling really nauseated. Being able to eat yogurt and cottage cheese was a huge step in the right direction, and now I am feeling good enough to cook again. I have been craving Indian food, and I made the most killer chana masala last week, if I do say so myself. I am also eating carrots and grapefruit like there’s no tomorrow. A fun thing happened this weekend too–up until now I have had no interest whatsoever in sweets. You would have had to pay me to eat a cupcake. I got Eric these fancy chocolates for Valentine’s Day, though, and I had just a few nibbles of them (the pomegranate one was to die for). It was a revelation. Chocolate, I forgot how good you are. Yesterday we went for a walk, and when we got home I was ravenous. I told Eric I felt like eating a whole cake, but instead I ate an entire Goo Goo Cluster. And it was delicious. I don’t plan to make this a regular thing, and I don’t feel badly about it because it’s the first real indulgence of whole pregnancy. I am just so excited to be feeling good enough that chocolate sounds like a good thing! Otherwise, though, I am mostly craving salad and fruit. I bought enough kale and salad greens at the store on Saturday to make myself look like a true LA caricature, and I bought so many tangerines, oranges, and grapefruits that I had to have Eric help me bring them up. Grapefruits are heavy! Anyway, all this is to say: I am so happy to be feeling more like myself. Every day I can eat a normal meal is a day worth celebrating!
What else? Eric and I had the most lovely weekend. We have always been very close, but enjoying this unique and special time together has been such a joy. I hope I won’t saccharine anyone to death by saying that I am just madly in love with him. Because I am. He brought me the most beautiful flowers for Valentine’s Day, and that was secretly what I was hoping for. You can see him peeling a clementine up top. Cutie.
On Saturday we went to Little Flower for lunch, and we had a nice time, even though we found it a little overrated. It was loud and chaotic both inside and outside, but it was fantastic to be out in the sunshine (we had a warm weekend: 70s-80s). I got this Vietnamese salad, and while it was a little underdressed, the pickled daikon was a delight.
Another wonderful weekend development was that I felt good enough to paint again. I started working on these canvases for the Bloom True e-course in October, and it feels so good to get back to them. That’s my improvised easel: a ladder, two C-clamps, and some plastic sheeting to protect from drips. I highly recommend it for large canvases!
On Sunday Eric and I took a walk together after lunch and then took a hearty nap on the couch. Both were awesome. I was sick for such a long time that being able to spend time together still feels like a magical treat. We are treasuring it, and treasuring these special days before we meet our precious baby.