How far along: 29w
Weight: 143lb
Sleep: Decent. I can’t sleep through the night without feeling like my bladder would immitate Mt. Vesuvius, but it’s not bad. My only complaint is that my AM pee run seems to happen between 5 & 6 a.m. and I can’t fall asleep afterward.
Gender: Winer? No weiner.
Movement: S2 is one active kid. S was watching him shift around this week-end (if you stare at my belly for at least 2-3 minutes you’re guaranteed to see him do “something”) and acknowledged that it must be really difficult to pay attention to anything when I’m constantly being tapped from the inside for attention. Yep. Welcome to my world, buddy!
Feeling: Good. Joint pain is likely going to hang around until the end, but it is not constant (thankfully) and manageable. I’m stiff, but I can now go 2 weeks without seeing a chiropractor… I think. This is the first week we’ve alternated, so we’ll see.
What I miss: My mind. Specifically my memory. I can’t remember stuff too well. I think babies are like zombies. They suck your brain while they grow. Eh, as long as they get smarter in the end.
Food cravings: Still watermelon. G’s enjoying this craving though: watermelon is one of his favorite fruits, so he’s shoveling it in as fast as I am. I’m going to need to start buying more than the 1/4 slices.
Fetal development:
Your baby now weighs about 2 1/2 pounds (like a butternut squash) and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel. His muscles and lungs are continuing to mature, and his head is growing bigger to make room for his developing brain. To meet his increasing nutritional demands, you’ll need plenty of protein, vitamins C, folic acid, and iron. This trimester, about 250 milligrams of calcium are deposited in your baby’s hardening skeleton each day.













At exercise class Monday the instructor tested the separation for everyone in the class. She does this mostly to confirm if you need to adjust the abdominal part of the work-out. The way this test goes is like this: you lie down on your back and bring your chin to your chest. She then presses down, gently, about an inch north of the belly button. So after she confirmed I was good, I got curious: I mean what did she feel for? How could she tell? I started at the ceiling as I pressed at the same spot and felt nothing… until I brought my head up. Holy cow! Yeah, that was different… and creepy… and kind of freaky. It was like going to the theatre: curtain close/curtain open.
