Well hello weeks 20 – 22, it’s been so real
Sometimes I feel like my baby bump is way too big during this pregnancy, then I remember I am 22 weeks and this is baby number 3. More importantly if it doesn’t bother me, why should it bother you.
How Far Along:
Currently 23 weeks
Size of Tummy Wonkee:
According to my app / internet – between 23 – 28 cm and weighing a mere 430 – 455 grams.
Last appointment: 25cm and 450 grams so she’s doing really well
Not being able to sleep at night, SPD pains and constantly needing to feed my face. Pregnancy related acne.
Hey I still love being pregnant and I’m trying to enjoy it to the fullest but its been rough. I’m also loving how active baby girl has become.
Bending over to pick things up, getting in and out of the car, getting in and out of bed.
Lets not forget my skin, guys, I want to cry.
I’ve never had bad skin, or suffered with any skin problems on my face in general. Here and there would be a random spot but that’s all. This time around my face is actually painfully sore. Its like mother nature is cursing me for years of great skin and I cannot deal.
Also the fact that fellow co-workers constantly ask me whats going on or I’ve even gotten the “shame look how ugly your face is getting”.
I know all these things, I’ve tried a crap ton of things (except cut out sugar which maybe I should work on, even though the only sugar I have is my one glass of cooldrink a day) and it gets worse with every passing week.
I have officially come to terms with the fact that not everyone has that “pregnancy glow” that you hear about in every pregnancy. I was thankful enough with 1 + 2 but this time around I can forget about it.
She is constantly moving and will not stop. I also appreciate how much she kicks, it tells me that she is doing okay.
Working out: Cracks me up every time, no I’m not working out and I have no intention of working out during this pregnancy.
Fitting into my old clothes, being able to sleep through the night (like that’s going to happen anytime soon). Walking up and down stairs without feeling like I’m going to vomit or pass out.
To hold this sweet baby girl. To watch Carl grow in his role of a Father to his daughter (that special Dad Daughter bond), Danny + Josh to meet their sister.
Start my breastfeeding journey again. I’m pro Mother’s choice in all instances when it comes to pregnancy and how you birth your baby, how you choose to feed etc. But one thing my body has been able to do really well is breastfeed my kids. It never quite got the hang of natural vaginal birth as much as it tried, which I’ve made peace with BUT these milk makers have never let me down. So here’s hoping the last time is just as special (don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t always easy but every time was special).
I think we’ve finally settled on a name for this sweet baby girl.
Next week I’ll be chatting a bit about dressing the bump and packing your hospital bag.
Thanks for taking the time to join in the excitement of this pregnancy and reading my latest post!