23 Weeks

How far along: 23 weeks
Total weight gain: 2.2 lbs
Favourite clothes: Pyjamas and sleep bra
Sleeping: Meh
Best Moment:  The last few days in Jamaica
Worst Moment: The layover in Atlanta was tough
Miss anything: Energy
Cravings: Still nectarines and blood oranges. Pineapple!
New symptoms: Nothing new
Looking forward to: G's new daycare starts this week and I think it'll be a good fit
Crafting: Still knitting that scarf. I also have the paintings to start!

Our last three days in Jamaica were great. G spent time at the kids club there and with us on the beach. It was a good combination I think. My parents loved spending time with him, which gave us a nice break and I thoroughly enjoyed lying in the sun on the beach, reading. We came back on Tuesday, and it was a full day of traveling. G did pretty well, but we were all happy to be home and in our own beds.

Friday we had another OB appointment. The nurse reassured me about the SUA again, because I just worry like that and gave me a medical grade support belt to wear. Apparently the pain I get when I stand up from sitting or sit up from lying down is all my abdominal muscles pulling apart. They were already pulled apart from G, and this pregnancy is exacerbating it. So I get a support belt. It's enormous. It's been helping a bit, but I can't wear it when I sit because it's so uncomfortable. Did I mention it's black and goes over your clothing in this humidity? G was with us and was crazy energetic. He kept running around the exam table and trying to unplug the light. My next appointment will include the glucose screen, so I had to schedule it for when James could watch G since I'll need to wait an hour between drinking that stuff and getting my blood drawn. G would go crazy if he had to wait that long. Two weeks after that is the next ultrasound to check on baby's growth!

Friday and Saturday were also spent packing up the house for the renovation to start (Monday) and moving to camp. This is our 5th move in 15 months, which will make moving back to our house our 6th move in 18 months. I LOATHE moving. And the cabins at camp aren't exactly designed for long term residency. The internet is spotty at best (I don't even bother using it because it's so slow), only 2 channels come in on the antenna for the TV, and there's no dishwasher! I'm very grateful they got a washer and dryer to hook up in our cabin so we can do our laundry here. G is going to love it because of the beach and the pier and the huge grounds to play in, but all the bugs are turning me into a hermit. It'll be a new adventure, but it's never easy adjusting to a new place to live. I'm grateful my mother in law and father in law came over to help us on Saturday. It made a huge difference, having them help us pack up the kitchen and the stuff that needed to stay at the house and help loading and unloading everything. Hopefully we remembered everything, but if not, the house isn't that far away and we'll be stopping by every few days to pick up mail anyways. As usual when faced with big changes I'm terrified and excited about it all!

23 weeks: Baby Girl is the size of a leafy seadragon

The belly is coming along nicely

22 Weeks

How far along: 22 weeks

Total weight gain: ?

Favourite clothes: Stayed in my bathing suit pretty much all week!

Sleeping: Meh

Best Moment: Watching G blow kisses at everyone ALL DAY LONG

Worst Moment: Daddy preference is taxing on both of us

Miss anything: All the fun drinks everyone got to try

Cravings: Chips (the resort didn't have chips!)

New symptoms: Braxton Hicks are starting up for sure 

Looking forward to: I have a doctor's appointment Friday, and I'm really looking forward to it because I'm so worried about her every since the ultrasound

Crafting: Working on a few knit projects, but I can't find my knitting needles, so I'll probably have to get some that are the right size

Sunday and Monday are kind of blurs; I hate getting ready for a trip, especially since having a baby. I always feel like I'm going to forget something. And my suitcase is usually half diapers nowadays. I think like the dogs, G can sense when something's up and he was a bit crazy. He pulled his changing pad off the dresser, and laid on it in the hallway, and ran around with his empty laundry hamper over his head. Adorable, but that child has waaaaay too much energy for his tired mama. 

The flight went really well, and is actually easier than flying cross country. I do NOT miss pumping, especially when we fly/travel. He slept for the first flight, which was less than an hour, but was pretty cranky on the longer flight (3 hrs), and fell asleep literally as we touched down. He ended up super fussy during the customs process, but slept the entire 80 minute bus ride to the resort. My parents flight was delayed, so we ended up playing with him on the beach while we waited. We were at Beaches, which is one of the family resorts in Negril. There were a LOT of little kids and a LOT of second/third/etc time pregnant moms there. And a lot of families traveling with their parents/in-laws like us. There were also a lot of weddings, 6 in one day alone!

We were on the third floor, which was a ton of stairs, and we ended up moving halfway through to an adjoining room with my parents. With just one room, you end up kinda stuck with your child's bedtime, so it was much nicer to have an adjoining room. My parents would let us take walks at night or we could just sit and talk without disturbing him or having to go to sleep at 8. The bed was a king, but not very comfortable, and I ended up pretty sore a few days in, which finally went away the last day we were there. 

We had a blast! Everyone was so friendly and everyone adored G! We loved the water and spent a pretty equal amount in the sea and in the pool area: G loved the splash pad and the lazy river. We ended up getting him a float, and he loved playing with it as well as floating in it! He especially loved the sand, and would get really upset when it was time to leave the beach. We actually couldn't let him walk by the beach because he'd want to play. He also loved the rain. One day, my dad and James and I were stopped for lunch when it just started to pour. We were eating under a canopied area, but G kept running around in the rain, laughing his head off! 

We made use of the resort's amenities. He spent a few days in childcare so we could have some nicer dinners (especially after a major tantrum during mom's birthday dinner--he doesn't do patient very well). He seemed to really like it and we discovered that if Daddy dropped him off and Mommy picked him up alone he was a lot more likely to cuddle and spend time with me. He still preferred Daddy, which became frustrating and exhausting for both of us, but by the end of the trip he was a bit better. We went on the glass bottom boat tour, once with G and once without. It was so much fun to see everything, including a HUGE stingray and they dove down to pick things up for us to hold, which was neat. G tried to chew on a starfish...we have a picture :) James and I went snorkeling, but unfortunately, James' mask leaked so badly that he couldn't really participate. Mine leaked, but I had a child's mask which was a little better. I saw so many things: needlefish and walnut jellyfish and more than I can list. Even just relaxing on the beach was great. James and I avoided a sunburn, but I did get a little tan. We don't look like we took a tropical vacation--at least we know our sunscreen works! 

We got to celebrate my mom's birthday on the day of at the hibachi place. After the food started, G was ok, but he was having trouble waiting for his food, so we put him in the childcare for my birthday dinner. The food was good, but not fantastic. It was a very different experience than the last time James and I went, and not just because it wasn't just us two. I prefer the first resort (they seemed more organized/on top of stuff), but G's face when Sesame Street characters walked by was great! We had so much fun and got to really relax. With everything that has been going on the last few months (moving, only unpacking essentials, the upcoming move to camp, finding out about the SUA, etc) I just haven't been doing anything but stressing out and teetering on the verge of a panic attack. The trip was perfect timing and truly let me relax; I didn't worry about anything, and having help with G beyond just James was so nice. Mom mentioned that he was way more active than I was, and I was a ball of energy; it made me feel like I'm doing ok with him.

The baby has really started moving lately. I can feel her from the outside, see my belly move with a kick every now and then and James has even felt her twice. I love feeling her, and look forward to night, when she seems to step up her activity. I can't wait for G to feel her move; I wonder what his reaction will be?

22 weeks: Baby Girl is the size of a newborn otter

He knows mommy's tummy is "baby" and knows what a "baby" in a book is.
I don't know if he really understands though.

21 Weeks

How far along: 21 weeks
Total weight gain: ?
Favourite clothes: I've been living in my pyjamas
Sleeping: Horribly, but being sick does that
Best Moment: How much time I spend reading to G. I absolutely love how much he loves being read to!
Worst Moment: Toss up between Saturday and throwing up Wednesday
Miss anything: Not really
Cravings: I have absolutely no appetite this week
New symptoms: More movement! I even felt one kick from the outside!
Looking forward to: Vacation starts in two days!
Crafting: Scarf (I was hired!) and a present for my mom

Mother's Day was a post unto itself, but it was a good day. Monday was chill. I finally finished the monster pants! Yay!!! We also met with the contractor and I worked on cleaning up our bedroom and bathroom, even though we'll be moving downstairs in August.

On Tuesday, G stayed home from school because they had a stomach bug going around and it was a difficult day; James was feeling sick and we had a window estimate scheduled right during G's nap time. He was fussy all day; maybe he wasn't feeling great. By Wednesday, I had a fever and felt horrible. G went to school because I knew I wouldn't be able to take care of him and me. I ended up throwing up and found out from the OB's nurse that there was a nasty stomach bug going around. It seems like there's always a stomach bug here; this is my second in three months after years without, and his school always seems to have one. Needless to say, Wednesday was horrible, and I wasn't able to do anything. It got worse on Saturday, and I'm really just hoping that it'll all be over by the time we leave for vacation. 

Thursday I found out G is a secret genius. At school he can make animal noises, name different animals (including rabbit) and is practicing the other kids' names and says "eat" when it's time to eat. He knows "door" and is practicing throwing away trash (he does that at home too). He also can tell his teacher that he needs a change, saying "poo" and pointing at his diaper (time to seriously start potty training!) At home, he babbles nonsensically, and though we know he understands the words and sentences we say, he doesn't say them himself. It's like he knows how to make me worry! He did however add a bunch of words this week: bye bye doggahs, beep beep, whee, yah (yes), boo (blue), bohl (bowl), peese (please) and ree (read). Not consistent, but definitely heard them. He makes vroom noises for his truck as well as saying "go go go." 

G stayed home from school Friday because he threw up Thursday evening and again Friday morning. It usually seems to be after milk. So we made an appointment with his new doctor, and we're going to try almond milk for a while to see if it might be a milk protein thing. She said overall he looks healthy and on track developmentally. So far, so good with the almond milk

It's been a really difficult week. Pregnancy is very emotionally taxing for me and being sick (especially stomach bugs) exacerbates that. As usual, any strong emotion makes me cry, and G decided that this week would be a perfect time to start preferring daddy. By preferring daddy, I mean rejecting me. When James is around he wants to be in his lap or held by him and any affection I try to give him is met by being smacked in the face or pushed away. If James leaves his sight, even just going to the kitchen, he has a total tantrum and won't accept any comfort from me. I know it's a phase and not personal, but it does feel like I'm a failure at motherhood and breaks my heart. I can't stop crying when this happens and James can't understand why I let it upset me so much. I keep trying to explain that I can't seem to help it and intellectually knowing it's not personal and emotionally feeling alright with it are completely different things. I'm doing the best I can, but this week has me stretched almost to breaking. The doctor said that its probably because he spends the most time with me and feel safest with me so he feels like he can press my buttons and push the envelope more with me than daddy. It's still difficult, but I'm really trying to just take it for what it is and enjoy the cuddles and giggles I do get (Saturday was good for this even though I couldn't do much of anything.)

21 Weeks: Baby Girl is the size of a zebra lion fish

I didn't get a picture until we left for Jamaica, so you get to see my suit!

I'm carrying her so much higher than I did with G

19 Months

Challenges: Still tantrums, caused by frustration. If something he's attempting doesn't happen perfectly the first time he gets so upset, and sometimes expresses it physically. He's also really preferring daddy right now, which is really hard on me.
Triumphs: Giving the baby kisses, crawling up a play structure's ladder on his own, going down the slide on his own and swinging on a big boy swing, "dancing" hard shoe, big boy bed (kinda), can climb onto couch
Words: "no" (a favourite right now), "ny ny" (night night), "choo choo," "feeth" (teeth), "lebbuce" (lettuce), "whoo whoo" (like choo choo), "bye bye puhpuhs" (bye bye puppies) (first phrase!)
Favourite toys: Books, books, books! His wooden train with blocks also gets a lot of use and some easter eggs, which he loves to bring you to close for him.

G is pretty much on track developmentally. His vocabulary is really good, and though they'd like him to have more phrases (he had none at our appointment), he's babbling away a storm. I swear, he's speaking in full sentences, it's just not a recognizable language.

He's still tiny, but the doctor said he'll probably grow this summer. He goes between eating well and not being interested in food. To be honest, our schedule has been crazy since we moved, and that's probably part of it. We had to switch doctors as well after we moved; we loved Gulf Shores Pediatrics but they're just too far away for my peace of mind.

He's still doing well at school. He's only bitten once this month and apparently the kid was right in his face. He does have an incredibly low frustration tolerance. If things don't immediately go right or work out, he freaks out. Sometimes it escalates into a full blown tantrum. Sometimes they turn physical. He throws things down when he's frustrated (which we then make him pick up), or he'll hit/kick/push (which always gets an immediate time out.) I don't know how to help him most of the time since holding him usually upsets him more or brings on the physical part. Plus I'm not exactly the best at dealing with frustration either. Though I do usually refrain from tantrums, haha.

There's so much going on and so many things changing that it's hard to keep him on a consistent schedule. A new house, with things constantly in flux, and we're going on vacation soon, moving to camp, changing daycares/amount of time in daycare, moving back to a remodeled home and then along comes a sibling. I think things aren't really going to settle down until we get settled back into the house with baby girl. Hopefully during camp we'll settle into more of a routine too, but I know that'll only be a month or two at most.

Other than still living with boxes and work on the house, it's been a relatively uneventful month. He fingerpainted and we discovered that G is fastidious and doesn't like "gunk" on his hands. We've struggled with the big boy bed, ending up asleep on the floor most nights and sleeping horribly with mom in the bed during storms. He came to dance with me for the first time and had fun, though he was a big distraction. He grows up and changes more and more every day. He babbles nonsensically and non-stop, dances to music and loves to be sung to. He is fussy and tantrum-prone, often for no obvious or apparent reason. He's started cuddling the giraffe I made him as he falls asleep and gets upset when he can't find it. He seems to be right on track for his age, and we're doing our best to handle the challenges and enjoy the little daily triumphs of a new word or new understanding. Cherishing every cuddle and kiss and climb into your lap with a book (Goodnight Goon parody anyone? I have it memorized!) I can't wait to see him grow into his role as big brother!

He's started smiling at the camera

And saying "hi" into remotes. Then he gets confused about why no one is talking back out of the remote

Fun with daddy!

More fun! Daddy makes funny noises when I drum on his tummy!

But I have no idea of my own strength...Poor daddy

20 Weeks

How far along: 20 weeks
Total weight gain: ?
Favourite clothes: My one pair of maternity shorts and skirts. Humidity sucks.
Sleeping: I'm waking up pretty frequently. It's kind of annoying actually
Best Moment: Lunch with a friend
Worst Moment: A pretty good week. G throws tantrums, but that's par for the course with his age
Miss anything: The usual: sushi, mixed drinks, wine, prosciutto
Cravings: Ice cream!
New symptoms: Nothing new, just same old same old symptoms. I'm still waiting for the second trimester energy to kick in, but with a toddler, I don't think it'll be coming
Looking forward to: Vacation! It's coming up soon!
Crafting: Finally finishing up the monster pants! Woohoo! Progress!

A pretty relaxing week. I've been working really hard on getting those monster pants done, and I'm so close! Just finishing up the duplicate stitches, since I finally read the instructions on my Embellish Knit machine and got 3 perfect icords for the drawstring waist. I can't wait to put them on G!

We had our new couch delivered on Tuesday; you don't sit IN this couch, it's so nice. And the ends recline, which is neat. I love the colour, which is a grayish brownish mushroom type colour. New side tables, and a media cabinet, and we're ready to get rid of the coffee table and entertainment console and mount the TV on the wall, which should free up a lot of space in the living room. The living/dining room in the house is very long, but also narrow, so when you put in a lot of furniture plus the toddler toys, it makes it very cramped. Unfortunately, we had to order longer cables, so we're waiting for those to arrive before getting the TV mounted. 

I got to have a lovely lunch with a friend on Wednesday. She's pretty close to her due date, so we followed up sushi with ice cream and a walk down to the pier, which was lovely. Down by the water, there was a nice breeze, which was welcome to counteract the humidity (which has been about 80% lately.) It was nice to have lunch and talk to another adult, a female and someone who is also pregnant with her second! I of course, forgot the entire reason for asking her to lunch and left the gnome outfit and baby name book she loaned me at home, so we had to invite them over for dinner on Friday. It was a great dinner, and their son and G got to play a bit; they'll be in the same class this summer and next year, so it'll be good for them to get more used to each other. We had steaks and asparagus and finished with some delicious cookies they brought over. It forced us to clean up the wreck of the living room, too. All of it is in Baby's room right now, but it'll be taken care of...eventually. 

Friday was busy, but not just because of the dinner. I spent most of the day grocery shopping and cooking. I gave in and bought a peeler, but I'm not going to buy another chopper--those tools have to be somewhere. I may have unwrapped everything in 8 kitchen boxes, but they have to be somewhere! I made the shepherd's pie and prepped things for that night, including buffalo chicken dip (yum!) James came home early and we ran by the cabinet place; they had come up with drawings for us and they look fantastic! They found a way to get the spice drawers next to the stove and we moved the fridge to make room for a small pantry and even used the small space in front of the air intake that makes the current pantry useless. I can't wait for it to be done! We also put down a deposit on the countertops. After spending a few hours looking at two wholesalers, we discovered that the quartz we picked was about half the price of the granites we liked, so we decided to go ahead with the quartz. With all of this going on, it made Friday a very busy day, but unfortunately it bled over into Saturday too.

G decided to wake up at 1 am on Saturday morning. James stayed with him for an hour, but he woke up when he left the room, and I ended up going in and spending the rest of the night sleeping on his twin bed. We really need to work on him being able to fall asleep alone again, but I hate finding him on the floor every night. Anyways, I didn't sleep very well, and when he decided he was good and awake (and not just dozing like before) at 7:15, I got James up so I could get a bit of a rest before going to dance. Since James was working, I took G to dance with me. Of course, he fell asleep on the car ride there, but once we arrived, he woke up. He was pretty out of it for a while, but once the music came on, he had a blast running around. He ran between our lines during the ceilidh dance, and I spent a lot of time trying to keep him out of the way, though I did end up carrying him for a step or two (I do not recommend this, especially when pregnant!) He had started trying to imitate us, and seeing him turn when we were practicing turns was adorable. When we did hard shoe, he stood up with us and stomped his feet like he was trying to do hard shoe too. It was pretty adorable. But by then, it had been almost 2 hours, and he was getting tired, so he was pretty fussy. He fell asleep on the way home, and I grabbed some lunch while he slept. He woke up when we got home, but even with an hour and a half nap in the car, it wasn't a good rest. When James got home, we ended up going appliance shopping. We decided on our appliances for the kitchen, and got a really good deal on them. I'm really excited to see the kitchen all done, and to have a gas stove to cook on again! G did as well as you could expect with little sleep and a long day: he kept wanting to crawl onto the ride on mowers. I was glad when we finally headed home after picking up our kitchen floor sample. It was a drive through kind of night, and G went down with very little fight thank goodness.

It was a pretty good week, but we definitely packed a lot into the last few days. Tomorrow marks week 20, which means that we've hit the halfway point! Yay!!!

20 weeks: Baby Girl is the size of a Moorish Idol (Gil from Nemo)

She's higher up than G was and waaaaay more in front!

Mother's Day

Mother's Day. What a holiday it's become. My own mother never really wanted to celebrate it; a combination of the commercialization it's gone through and the joke that you should appreciate your mother every day of the year. Here's a pretty good summary of the history of the holiday, which began as a religious response to the carnage of war: click here!

Fast asleep at lunch

We did make it to church, and no one threw up this time, which was wonderful. We were late, which for some reason meant that there was no room for us to sit after dropping G at the nursery. If I had been church shopping, I would've left and never come back, to be honest. As it was, I guess the usher convinced some people to scoot because after about 10 minutes and seating a group that came in after us, they found seats for us. They didn't do anything special for moms, but they had this Rite 13 graduation, which is a program that I still don't quite understand, despite James' explanation. It's not confirmation, but the graduation ended with a renewal of baptismal vows and they kept saying the children were now entering manhood and womanhood, which also makes no sense because it's for 7th and 8th graders...not exactly adults yet. Apparently that's why it was so crowded!

Fingerpainting

We went out to lunch afterward, and G was so tired that he fell asleep in the car and stayed asleep when we pulled him out. Now mind you, it sounds like G always sleeps in the car, but in reality, G usually screams; he hates being restrained and the car seat is the worst, despite us having turned it front-facing now. He stayed asleep for about half of lunch, and the restaurant gave me a rose! G was pretty fussy by the time we left because, yet again, his nap had been interrupted. We headed home and he was wide awake, so he played and I worked on some knitting. We pulled out the fingerpaints I'd gotten him and played outside for a while, but he wasn't much of a fan. I don't think he liked the paint being all over his hands. So we got one picture, and paint all over the deck and all over G, but it was worth it. He ran around outside, but got upset when we tried to make him come in, which resulted in a major tantrum. When he wasn't showing a sign of calming down, I picked him up and gave him some juice.

Naptime!

He definitely calmed down. So much so that he fell asleep for a full nap on my chest, which is a rarity these days. Baby Girl was kicking up a storm; maybe she was a bit squished. It was so nice to be cuddled up on the couch with him on my chest, and the dogs next to me, and I fell asleep too. When we woke up, I had some ramen, which made me happy (not so good without the hot sauce) and G made a mess of his toys. We actually got the shepherd's pie into the oven and had dinner by 6. G is turning into a bit of a picky eater. This time, he wouldn't eat anything except for the peas and corn kernels when they were pulled out separately. By the time James and I had finished eating, I guess he got hungry enough to try it though. He still wouldn't eat the mashed potatoes, but he ate the beef mixture, no problem.

Pippin braved his flailing for some kisses

A bath and he was ready to go down. We're weaning off the night time bottle slowly, so he's down to about 1.5 oz at night. It helps him calm down a bit, but I'm hoping we can be done soon. He seemed to go down without too much fuss, but when James got home he woke up and really started crying. After about a half hour I went back in and tried to put him down, but he woke up again, though this time he only cried for ten minutes before sleeping. Again, I checked on him before we went to bed, and had to pick him up off the floor again.

James had brought me chocolate covered strawberries, which were delicious and I spent the evening working on the duplicate stitches. Of course, I discovered the eyes weren't even, so now I've got to redo one of the eyes. Because I'm a perfectionist like that. James thinks I'm crazy, but I know it'll bug me. It was a nice night and we just got to relax together before heading to bed.

All in all, it was a perfect mother's day. G throws tantrums of course, but that's the age he's at: learning to deal with frustration and other emotions. It wasn't a very busy day, and it didn't seem like we did anything special, but I got to work on my knitting and spent the day with my family, which is exactly what I wanted.

Picasso at work

I'm actually a little sad it all washed out of the onesie

Out!

19 Weeks

How far along: 19 weeks
Total weight gain: 0
Favourite clothes: khaki maternity pants, black and white striped shirt
Sleeping: Sometimes good, sometimes bad
Best Moment: Finding out our little one is a GIRL!
Worst Moment: Sunday, all day: 3 times throwing up, a head bump, a diaper blowout, exhaustion and laundry
Miss anything: Energy
Cravings: Avocado
New symptoms: She's moving, moving moving!
Looking forward to: Seeing my parents on vacation
Crafting: Monster pants still. They'll get done eventually

What a week!! Sunday was an all around horrible day, unfortunately. We were all set to go to a 9 am church service, and were about halfway there, when he threw up all over himself and the car seat. There was absolutely no salvaging the situation, so we took him home, cleaned him up, changed him and switched cars, attempting to make a 10 am service. The same thing happened, so we had two car seats in the garage waiting to be cleaned. James went to go pick up some stuff at the hardware store while I made rice and tried to put him down for a nap. He got up on the stool in the kitchen, but it slipped out from under him and he fell, hitting his head. I went to pick him up, and he threw up all over me. So another outfit change, and a quick hop in the shower to rinse us both off (he hated it, by the way...maybe because the curtain was closed?). He had some rice and went down for a nap; he was already exhausted before the falling ordeal, but that just cemented it. James' dad arrived to help with the yardwork and I was out on the porch, cleaning out both car seats. He got up from lunch and came outside and "helped." Then he had a giant diaper blowout, which brought our outfits for the day up to five! So, washing out both car seat covers, the car seats, the harnesses, and the outfits, and all I could think was "Is it bedtime yet?" It was a very long day. I will be perfectly happy to never rinse out the car seat cover again.

Monday was a huge day! We had our midway ultrasound, and found out our little babe is a GIRL! We are so excited, and I can't wait for the ruffle butt leggings!! She's been moving around a lot, and the tech actually had trouble getting a good shot to check the sex because she was moving so much. James' dad was able to go with us, and it was great to be able to share that with him. The doctor said everything looks good, but she does have a two vessel cord, which means one of the arteries from the baby to the placenta is missing. He said that judging by the ultrasound, it looks like all that might mean is that she might have a lower birth weight, and that I'll get an extra ultrasound from the insurance. (More on this in a separate post) It was so great to see her, and to hear the heartbeat and to feel her moving more and more. (I also found out I have an anterior placenta, which means that it cushions the feeling of kicks a bit, so that's why I haven't felt her as much as I felt G)

The week was pretty chill, and on Thursday I had lunch with a woman who runs a welcome organization for the area. It was great to get more information about things in the area, and she told me about something called the Little Gym, which is like Gymboree. I went by to sign him up for a trial class and was invited to their priority registration party the next day. G had a BLAST! There was a bouncy floor, and he had so much fun running back and forth, though he didn't quite get the whole "jump" part. It definitely wore him out, which was good because James was at camp for the weekend doing staff training for the summer camp staff. We went by camp the next day for lunch and got to meet some of the counselors and ran some errands, but G's tummy was still acting up, so we tried to keep it a pretty relaxed day.

I can't believe we're only a week away from the halfway point!!!

19 weeks: Baby Girl is the size of a bat sea star

She is all out in front!