Aug 06, 2009 12:45
These are happy gestational times for me:
The baby's moving around alot, but not kicking the crap out of me in a painful way.
I'm obviously pregnant enough that people know that's what's going on, as opposed to wondering if I've gone back to college full time and am washing down 3 Big Macs with a 12 pack of beer every night.
Sure it's already kind of uncomfortable to tie my own shoes and pick things up off of the floor, but the belly's not really getting in my way too much otherwise.
The best part though is definitely the return of my appetite, and the departure (for the most part) of nausea, heartburn and constipation. Not only has my appetite returned, but the only other times I've eaten this much this frequently have been at the tail end of 5-game weekend hockey tournaments, and when I was playing hockey in Germany and intensively training 6 days a week.
What am I doing now to jack up my appetite? 3 days a week of gentle, pre-natal yoga, and growing a baby. Man. It's tough work I tell you.
Rediscovering my love affair with bacon has been a particular source of joy to me. I nearly cried today when I got a Jr. Bacon Swiss burger from Wendy's, and discovered that they have upgraded to a thicker, crispier kind of bacon. I capped it off with a root beer frosty float.
Ohhhhhh what a time to be alive. :-)