Being 22 weeks pregnant was lovely. So wonderful that I’m a little sad to see it go, but I can hardly believe tomorrow will be 23 weeks!
These past few days, our family spent time together, and we spent time with friends, and we saw our little boy at the anatomy ultrasound.
Click through to see what being 22 weeks pregnant (and some of 21) was like for me:
How Far Along: 22 weeks and 6 days!
Baby is the size of a: Papaya
Sleep: My hips KILL me these last few weeks when I sleep. I’ll wake up around 2 AM just barely able to turn over or get up.
Total Weight Gain: 5 lbs.
Stretch Marks: I can see my old, faded ones beginning to reappear on my stomach.
Innie or Outie: Can “small cave” qualify? It never has popped, just stretches.
Symptoms: Heartburn. The other night I ate way too much pasta with red sauce and it was like a volcano in my esophagus all night. Also still nauseated, although less.
Movement: Constant, last night I was actually able to see my stomach move for the first time as he kicked!
Maternity Clothes: All of them.
Go-to eats: Pasta. McDonalds. Anything salty. Almost never sweets – once in a great while I want a shake, but it’s unusual. Fruit. Pineapple and watermelon especially.
Best moment of the week: Our big ultrasound where everything looked wonderful. And we were told again, this is a little boy.
What I’m looking forward to: 24 weeks.
Milestones: Someone ::side eyes stomach:: is producing meconium this week.
Photo Credit: istockphotos.com and my own
Diana blogs on raising a toddler daughter, the loss of her twin boys, and a baby boy on the way on the aptly named Hormonal Imbalances. Smaller glimpses into her day are on Twitter, Facebook, and Pinterest.
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