So there. I just thought I'd put it all out there in front of you before you have to wait for it. It's true. I gained another six pounds--IN THREE WEEKS, Y'ALL. How does this happen, you might wonder. Well, I don't know. I don't have all the answers. I do know that I ate Chinese twice and pizza with breadsticks during this three weeks. I didn't get to exercise as much as I normally do because I was sick one week and had pain on other occasions. Still, that's not enough to garner a six pound gain. The baby gained about a pound and a half of it for me, but that doesn't make up for what's left. I remember thinking at the onset of all this that I would never gain what my doctor told me to gain--35 pounds. But let me be the first to tell you that it looks like it might be what's in store for me after all. Now, I could be carrying a total butter ball, but I don't know if that makes me feel any better. I'm not sure I want to give birth to a ginormous baby. Watch him weigh seven pounds even. :)
The baby is growing by leaps and bounds, and if yesterday's sonogram can foreshadow the future in any capacity, it looks like leaping and bounding will be what Baby excels at doing. He stubbornly covered his face up with a foot and an arm the entire time. Maybe he's going to be super active or flexible in the future , and he's already getting a jump on things. I don't know. The sonographer wiggled him and tried to get him to move, but he was bound and determined to study his ever-so-interesting foot. Maybe he was needing a good stretch. I don't know. But I did call him stubborn for the very first time in his life. So I have five pictures of blur. One or two gives just a glimpse of the profile. He has definitely fattened up since our last one 13 weeks ago. His cheeks and legs are so much bigger. He looks so cute. I just kept looking at the screen thinking that he is mine. I can't wait to kiss those cheeks!
I'm still having pain. The other night I had some cramping up in my back and abdomen, and I kind of got worried, but the pains weren't increasing or intensifying, so I knew I wasn't in trouble. The pain eventually subsided, but it alarmed me enough to ask my doctor about it. She said it was contractions. I'm thinking...Now? Already? Apparently, our bodies begin to prepare us for delivery way ahead of time when we don't even realize it.
We painted his room two nights ago. It's a pretty grayish blue color. I think it looks good!
So. That's what's new with me. I'm growing and the pain is, too. Until next week...