Weekly re-cap of pregnancy #2: Week 22

Week 22 
(Dec. 24 through Dec. 30) 

Symptoms: Oh hello, old friend enemy — and the WORST pregnancy symptom EVER. Hiiiii, over-sharing.

Body changes: Darling Husband commented a few times that I’m “all belly,” but I think he was just being nice. I was most definitely not “all belly” last time, and I’ll never be a basketball girl. But this past week, I have felt kind of basketball-ish. Hooray for the exercise that comes with having a one-year-old!

Belly button: It’s kind of gross seeing your belly-button in such detail. That reminds me — have yet to moisturize my stomach more than a few times this pregnancy. Oops.

Baby movement: A few days ago, I started feeling the shifty/whole-body-moving movements of the baby — rather than just little kicks and taps. I tried to get Darling Husband to feel them from the outside, but he couldn’t.

Cravings: Spinach and artichoke dip (again).

Aversions: Turkey! EW! Shame, really, because I made it myself for the first time — and hosted Mom and Little Sis for Christmas Eve at our new house. But I couldn’t eat more than a bite or two, after the indiginities that came with prepping and stuffing that dead piece of roadkill poultry.

High point: Every day I would think of new “bonuses” that come with having a baby girl. Dollhouses! Tea parties! Hair-styling! Eeeeek!

Low point: Dealing with our cranky toddler during the Christmas runaround chaos. He doesn’t do well when he’s off his usual schedule — and expected to nap anywhere besides his room — and it’s hard on us, too.

How does this week compare to Week 22 during pregnancy #1? Well, what do you know? The horrible awful unspeakable got worse at this point last time, too. Oh, pregnancy! You are a hoot.

Baby preparation: Finished nursery plans! Packed away all of the baby-boy clothes into neatly-labeled crates. Bought two pairs of pink leggings with white polkadots (on sale for $4, so I got two different sizes) and a pack of glittery pink hairbows (on sale for $2). Sewed a baby dress.

Crazy moment(s) of the week: Went through a fit of nesting insanity where I organized the bejesus out of cupboards, drawers, closets, etc.