24 Weeks in The REAL Baby Journey!

Things Pregnant Women Want To Hear:

You look great!
Wow, you are ALL belly!
From behind you can’t even tell you’re pregnant!
You look so strong - great job, mama!

Things Pregnant Women DON’T Want To Hear:

You’ve really popped.
Wow, you’ve really gotten big since the last time I saw you!
You can tell you’re carrying a boy/girl because of < insert miscellaneous body part that they describe in depth is so much bigger/different/worse >
When are you due? Soon, right?

Even if you’re lying, stick to the comments on top, ok? Thanks. ;) Oh pregnancy, what an adventure!

Hit 24 weeks today and feeling great. Still walking the dog a lot and doing a lot of weights circuits and only missing running a little. I don’t really miss volleyball anymore after that one disastrously slow and awkward night that I played at 19 weeks pregnant. I get it now. I currently do not have the body I had in my volleyball prime and I’m more of a hinderance out there than a help. I can’t wait to get back on the court and back in shape next spring…but for now I am more than content to burn my calories in other ways!

Work has been great about being accomodating to my new needs. They took me off of working three 12 hour shifts in a row and have made everything easy and smooth. It is still against hospital policy to drink water on the unit but my boss told me to go ahead and carry a water bottle with me and she’ll take the blame if I get in trouble. The first day I could bring my water with me I drank 3 liters and felt AMAZING! Such an incredible difference when I’m hydrated. I go from flat, slow, listless, lethargic and dragging to recharged, on the ball, anticipating needs and energetic. Enormous difference and I am so glad to have a boss who understands!

My next ultrasound to check the baby’s growth and my cervix length is a week from this upcoming Monday. In a gesture of entire cuteness (not unexpected from him, at all), my dad quietly asked me last week if maybe, possibly, if it wouldn’t be uncomfortable for me, if he could come with me and my mom to the next scan? He’s never seen an ultrasound before and after my mom raved about how cool it was at my 22 week scan, he thought it might be neat to check out. Of course I’d love for him to be there and meet his little future grandbaby and see its aaaaadorable little face so the three of us will go to that on September 8th. I may burst a little from how cute he is wanting to go to support me and see what it’s all about but at least they’ll both be there to pick up my burst little heart. :)

Tomorrow is nursery prep day and cleaning out the room that’s currently full of All The Junk. I just painted it last spring so that’s done but we need to get the current furniture out and bring in baby furniture and make some decisions on designs and planning. I’m hoping it stays relatively simple and we’re still going with the You Are My Sunshine theme. The walls are a light, muted blue/gray and we’ll put perhaps some decals on there that are clouds and a bright happy sun. Bedding will likely be gray and yellow and little bursts of yellow and blue will be sprinkled throughout. I’m not a huge matchy matchy person so I’m happy that there’s a rough theme and we’ll let it find its way together. I’m certain it will be cute but I’m not hoping to spend a ridiculous amount of time decorating a room for a little person who, as soon as they have preferences they can voice, will want it entirely different. ;)

I’ll leave you with a shot from a few nights ago while out with some friends. The friend next to me just had her baby in March, the friend next to her is 12 weeks behind me (12 weeks this Sunday) and the woman holding the baby (the baby is the lady’s next to me) told us that night she’s 6 weeks pregnant. There are actually eight humans in that photo, believe it or not!! ;)

Also, it’s a horrible angle but ahhhh screw it. I liked it because they’re some of my favorite people and you know what? I cried for months over wanting to be pregnant and then complaining I didn’t look pregnant enough. I’ll take ‘a bit big’ and ‘a bad angle’ over not having a little one in there giving me that look. I’m proud to be pregnant, even if it sometimes means a rough photo. :) It’s a happy and healthy baby in there and I’m still out here moving and shaking…all is good in my world, from any angle. :)

Last updated August 30, 2014