I'm starting to realize the babyness hides well under a flowy shirt, none of which can be hidden in a tshirt.
We did hit a few fun things at week 17, like picking out a first name and someone actually asking just how far along I was. As opposed to assuming I got chunky in one spot.
How Far Along: 18 weeks
Size of baby: Baby H is the size of a sweet potato, and apparently my uterus is the size of a cantaloupe
Maternity Clothes: All maternity pants and bras, and Piko tops.
Gender: Boy, I'll tell the name on here once all the IRL people know:)
Movement: Nothing I can tell is specifically movement. I've had a lot of digestive problems though so it's probably disguising it.
Sleep: I've learned I can't eat certain things for dinner or it ruins my sleep. As in broccoli and cauliflower.
What I miss: A big mid rare steak. Jeremy makes me eat my food cooked through. But he hasn't protested deli meat yet.
Cravings: Apple and cold fresh veggies with vinegar. I don't exactly hate chips and potatoes though either:)
Symptoms: heartburn, I've never had it in my life and it's so stinking weird. I've had a slight bit of nausea but I think it was due to no sleep and weird digestive stuff. Plus Jeremy shoved the dog and her hot breath in my face and it make me gag.
In other life event news, we are closing on a house this week! PTL this is happening before I get so huge that packing is worse than it is now.
I did have a funny moment last week when that made me realize that this child has killed my ab muscles. Ellie took something under the bed and I tried to take it back, well the only way to reach her was to lay flat on my stomach on the floor. I got it back, but getting up was a chore.