24 weeks
Yesterday I finally reached the very exciting 24 week mark! For those of you not in the know 24 weeks is considered a viable babe if one should spontaneously go into premature labor. We try not to think about stuff like that here. I can really use every last second we before the little cupcake arrives so we’re hoping he stays warm and cozy for a bit longer.
If you want to read a really funny update on where I am check out Amalah’s summary here. I literally can’t wait to read it every week and never ever read ahead, which is normally something I do so it means…something. I dont know.
This week we are maxin and relaxin in Florida at my parents house. Its rained the past day or so which turned into nice opportunities to shop for baby clothes(!!). Since I’m not having a shower (long story short I decided I’d rather have a party for the baby after he is born so people can see him instead of just see me, all fat and uncomfortable and boring) I don’t really care when people say “but people want to buy you things” because I am starting out with alot less than most people are used to. Plus, I DON’T CARE WHAT PEOPLE SAY! Shocker, I know. I feel like I need to start every conversation with this sentence I twittered the other day:
Baby: Midwife. Hospital. Breastfeeding. Boy. Bris. Unnamed. HAVE ANY MORE QUESTIONS??!!!???
Cause you know what, everyone keeps trying to tell me what I should or shouldn’t be doing, and guess what – no one tells me what to do.
Other than me being fed up with the bad assvice I am doing pretty well. I am happy to be keeping my weight gain at a nice pace (10 lbs in 6 mos sounds like alot but it’s not!) and can’t wait to start yoga next week. At practically 2/3rds of the way there I have the odd ache and pain and random symptom but I still remain nausea, heartburn and barf free! Now if I can only get some sleep I’d be a pretty happy camper.
Add comment March 19th, 2009