Monday, February 22, 2010
25 week bump
I love my big belly. I love being pregnant. I love feeling this wee baba shuffle about and kick. I love watching my belly twitch and roll around. I love grabbing Marks hand just in time for him to miss the best kicks, but that baby's timing is impeccable when it comes to kicking him on the nose.
Afternoon naps are WONDERFUL!
I find it funny that I forget how big I am and that I get wedged in small spaces, or knock things over when I turn round.
I don't care if I get stretch marks. I don't care that I can't see my feet or shave my legs. I wonder if I'll get a line up my tummy or of my belly button will pop out.
I'm a tad embarrassed that some times when I bend over I make strange noises, or fart, or simply can't get back up again without help.
I'm slightly erked that my knickers have started to pinch and that my bras fail to contain my bust. Mark just finds it funny. And I really wish I didn't get heartburn.
Being at this stage in my pregnancy is great! Less then 2 weeks now until I hit 3rd tri. I have back ache, swollen ankles, and the inevitable labour pains to look forward to.
Oh.... and Squiggle to hold in my arms and love forever. Which makes it all worth while!