A few days late... But, hey! The baby is developing into an eggplant now!
Total weight gain: Still about 19 pounds.
Movement: Generally, bouts first thing in the morning and the last thing at night. Plus a few times in the middle of the day and at least once during the night. This baby is crazy active.
Cravings: Still loving the red grapes. And had some watermelon again and it was particularly good. And since it's fall? I could eat about a dozen apples dipped into that pre-made caramel sauce they sell in grocery stores.
Symptoms: Crazy dreams, baby brain, forgetfulness, difficulty sleeping. I think I finally found a reasonably good pillow so while I may not be sleeping as well as I did pre-pregnancy, at least I'm not waking up with the same neck and shoulder pain. Oh, but speaking of pain, I have been getting some lower back pain on my right side after sitting for extended periods. Not fun. I foresee more massages in my future.
Belly button: Holding steady.
Preparations: Finished the quilt! Since we were pretty busy this past week and weekend, I think that's about all I did. I need to finish those valances and make a bed skirt. Crib skirt? I'm hoping we can finally take the rocking chair in this week so re-upholstery can begin. And maybe I can start painting the dresser.
Milestones: Yesterday was the official beginning of the 3rd trimester. Please excuse me while I freak out. I did have a minor wave of overwhelm as I was skimming a daycare packet that one of my friends kindly brought over. I just suddenly felt the weight of being responsible for another human. And I guess a kind of milestone is that I got sick for the first time since pregnant--battling the allergies. It looks like pollen counts will be going down tomorrow and Wednesday so hopefully I can push through.
Weekly wisdom: I feel all out of wisdom. Maybe just the "live in the moment" thing that is a general life goal. As I'm starting to get a little uncomfortable at times and the baby is moving like crazy, I try to remind myself that I should appreciate where we are now. That I'm guaranteed to get even less comfortable before it gets better. And that these baby movements were the same ones I was so anxious for (and I do enjoy them except when I get a punch in the ribs or something).
This weekend the baby traveled to the Alamo... (Also? I think my face is looking weird. Maybe it's just in pictures.)