Tickle, tickle
Thursday, December 10, 2009
14 weeks, 4 days pregnant
Eek! Just felt Little Baby while sitting at my desk — no longer limited to feeling movement only while lying quietly on my right side.
This time it felt like a little tickle, and lasted for three or four seconds. I wonder what he/she is doing in there? Rubbing up against the inside of me? Signaling me? Or just somersaulting?
I wish I had my own ultrasound machine. Santa? Is that even legal?
Oh, and Darling Husband shone a flashlight on my stomach last night, to see if the baby would squint at the light and move around (as several experts predicted).
She/he did not, and I think we are officially bad people for trying to piss off our unborn child.
Top 5 best things about being pregnant (so far)
- You get to stop automatically sucking in … and realize it’s a hard habit to break, but a refreshing one!
- You can wear Juicy Couture sweatpants to your in-laws’ for dinner … because hello! You’re pregnant and people understand! And plus, they are cute, fitted, designer sweatpants.
- You have an excuse to get out of things … because everyone knows pregnant chicks are always tired!
- You don’t have to ask yourself if you look fat in an outfit … because you’re not (technically) fat, you’re pregnant! Oh, and the answer is always “yes” anyway.
- Your picky eating habits are suddenly called “food aversions” … and people finally take them seriously!
Five things about today
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
14 weeks, 3 days pregnant
- I had green grapes with my lunch. They were cold and hard and juicy and DELICIOUS and I can’t stop thinking about going home to get MORE.
- My skirt was uncomfortable, so I unzipped it a bit. Now the un-zipped parts are making very unattractive “flaps” on my back that you can see through my thin sweater.
- I have peed approximately 4,028 times today. I’m sick of the bathroom here.
- I have been drinking lots of water, which is good.
- I NEED GREEN GRAPES!
Hello, in there …
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
14 weeks, 3 days pregnant
More movement last night! And it was much more noticeable than Monday night’s popping bubbles and slurp-y soup feelings.
I went to bed on my right side again, since that seems to be the “good side” for feeling Little Baby. And sure enough, as soon as I was lying quietly, I could feel these gentle little nudges — again, on the left side only.
It was weird, because I had a song stuck in my head — the Don’t Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl mash-up from Glee, if you’re curious — and it seemed like the nudges were happening in time to that. So to get the sound out of my head, and to see how frequently Little Baby was really moving, I started counting …
One (tap!), two, three, four (tap!), five (tap!), six, seven (tap!), eight (tap!), nine, ten (tap!).
It was a very random pattern, which made it seem much more likely (and exciting). I lay there trying to determine exactly what it felt like — so I could describe it to you, my dear readers — and I eventually came up with … “a faint nudge.” Brilliant, no?
After a while, I stopped counting and tried to go to sleep, but I found myself still noticing the little nudges. They weren’t enough to keep me awake — yet! Eep — but they were definitely enough to be noticeable even when I wasn’t thinking about them.
I can’t imagine how it will feel when they’re real, can’t-ignore-’em kicks and punches. I’ve heard you can sometimes poke the baby gently, and they’ll poke you back. How much fun would that be?
You’ve got to me kidding me
Scene: Our bedroom last night, around 10 p.m. Darling Husband is tucking me in (since he still has the ability to stay up late).
ME: Oh, I’d better pee. Hold on.
DARLING HUSBAND: Yes, you’d better.
ME: … OK, ready now.
He tucks me back into bed.
Five minutes later …
ME: You are not going to believe this.
DARLING HUSBAND: What?
ME: I have to pee AGAIN!
DARLING HUSBAND: But you peed five minutes ago!
ME: I KNOW! This is crazy, I can’t actually have to pee again … *Yells from the bathroom* I did! I’m peeing! Holy crap!
He tucks me into bed for a third time.
DARLING HUSBAND: It’s definitely a boy.
ME: Why?
DARLING HUSBAND: Because he’s in there laughing and trying to annoy you by jumping on your bladder.
ME: A girl could do that, too.
DARLING HUSBAND: A boy would think it’s funnier.
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