Weeks/Days along: 19.5 weeks
Appointments: Ultrasound on the 11th, hopefully we'll be able to determine the sex then. I'm really excited to find out...it seems like the final push I need to really get my excitement going. Plus, then we can really start arguing about names, haha.
Symptoms: Nothing too bad, though I'm starting to have trouble getting comfortable at night and the whole-must-pee-after-every-5oz-of-liquid dance has truly begun. I guess I've started to produce a little colostrum, maybe? I've been noticing some stains on my tank tops for the last 2 weeks. I have zero/zilch/nada libido...I would pretty much give anything to get that 2nd semester burst of "energy".
Food: Weirdly enough, craving a lot of salad though still only really interested in eating when other people fix it for me. Luckily, my husband has really taken an interest in learning to cook over the last few months, which is awesome. I blame some of my lack of food enthusiasm on having to argue with my toddler constantly about eating something other than cereal.
Exercise: I guess knitting doesn't count, huh? Took advantage of my husband being off work last week to take a prenatal yoga class, the first yoga class I've taken since 2 weeks before my son was born. Turns out, i have a lot of muscles I'd completely forgotten about in my thighs.
Body changes and other milestones: I finally popped out the week of xmas! Very exciting, and then the next night, I started feeling the baby. It feels much stronger already than it did with my son, so I'm hoping that maybe I don't have an anterior placenta this time. I've only gained 3 pounds total, but I feel like that's about to start snowballing a bit.
Thoughts: Now that I finally look and feel pregnant, I'm finally able to find my excitement about being pregnant again. I'm feeling a little bummed at my mom right now though. She isn't coming to see the new baby until it's 6 weeks old. She took a baby nurse job in NYC (she's a baby nurse/travel nanny) the week that I'm due, and then she's traveling to Australia right after that. On the way back from Australia, she's meeting my dad and her Belgian cousins in Paris for 2 weeks. Then and only then, is she coming to see the new baby. I mean, I know these are high paying jobs and she loves to travel, and she's offered to stay at our place for however many weeks to help out when she finally get there, but...it kind of hurts my feelings that the baby will be like 6 weeks old by the time she gets back to the States. It's immature of me to whine and I know I should be grateful that she'll be able to help us out at all, but still...
Trying to find more patience for my son this year as he advances through these crucial toddler years. Try to focus on being a better partner, better household manager. Oh, and really make a point of listening to my Hypnobabies tracks every day like I'm supposed to!