Over Halfway

I am twenty-two weeks today, so I am officially over halfway to meeting our baby girl!

The past few weeks of pregnancy have been good to me. I have felt great, no more headaches, no nausea or vomiting, lots of energy. I have gotten lots of little sewing projects done, made a homemade pumpkin pie, cleaned out closets, organized baby stuff (well that was easy since we have like two baby things left), read several books. It's crazy! It's like some sort of high energy person has taken over my body! Uh oh. Let's hope that's not a sign of things to come. I prefer to have a very low key, relaxed little person take over my body. Who likes to sleep more than she cries. And prefers laughing over anything else.

It's a pregnant Mama's right to dream before the baby comes, isn't it?

The baby's nursery is coming together - we have the crib and bedding set up, the closet organized, and we are getting ready to paint the room. What else do you need with your third, really? I can't think of anything.

Ansley took some twenty two week photos this morning. She has trouble focusing, but it's all I got. And I mean literally, focusing the camera. The shots are a little blurry, but I can't take them myself.

It's funny, in just every day moving around, I really don't feel all that big. But pictures don't lie. I think God has been kind to me, keeping me in denial.

My strangest pregnancy story so far (with this one) is a lady last week who asked me when I was due. I told her February, and she asked if I knew what I was having. I said "Yes,  it's a....." to which she interrupts and says "DON'T TELL ME! I am SO good at this, I am never wrong. Let me guess." It's very awkward, for the record, to have a stranger eyeing me up and down, saying things like "you are carrying high" and "your butt has gotten bigger". Okay, she didn't really say that last one but I know she was thinking it. I could feel it. So we go through this painfully awkward analyzing process and finally she yells all triumphantly "It's a BOY!"

I really hated to burst her bubble.

But I did. No, I said, it's a girl.

WHAT? she says. Are you sure? I am never wrong! I've never been wrong. And as she's walking away, she's still eyeing me up and down, making random comments about various parts, while questioning my ability to hear my doctor say "G-I-R-L." 

I tell ya, it was a strange experience. I have never had anyone do that before.

Ansley likes the shots where she cuts off my face. I'm really not complaining. In fact, I may start to prefer this method of picture taking. All we're really after here is the growing belly, right? No need to document all the other, ah-hem, growing parts.

So, that's it for now. Eighteen weeks to go!

"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139: 13

 

Comments

[Amber]

You look fantastic. I'm glad you're feeling better! Hopefully YOUR energy will stay into the first few weeks of your baby girl's life but she will be calm and easy. I mean, we can always hope for crazy outcomes with you, right?! ;) Can't wait to see pictures of the nursery!

[Renee]

You look wonderful! :) I am so happy for you that you are no longer sick and that you have the energy to enjoy getting ready for your baby girl.

[Alicia M]

Awww, cute little belly! I have always been amazed at the things people will say to you when you're pregnant! And the body parts they will comment on. And the reasons they give for their predictions. And how random strangers will touch your belly. :) And I agree that you look great, blurry and all.

[Ashley]

Can't believe you're half way there...seems like last week I was freaking out on the other end of the phone (of course that was partly due to the strange-in-the-middle-of-the-night phone call :))