23 Weeks!

I have no belly picture this week.  Oops!  I was so tired today that I completely forgot to take one.  I’m going to try to remember to take one tomorrow so I’ll at least have one for this week on my computer.

I got up six times last night to pee.  On top of just not being able to sleep because my brain was on super-hyper-overdrive, and the inability to get comfortable.  I got an hour and a half nap today, but I’m still barely hanging in here.  I feel like nodding off onto my keyboard.

My biggest thing from this past week has been an increase in head congestion.  My nose is stuffed up so badly that there is zero chance I can breath through my nose at night.  This means that I am drooling a good deal all over my pillow at night.  My ears are also clogged, so I am turning the TV up like an old lady.  Not sure if this extra congestion has anything to do with the little one though.  The weather here has been awful.  60’s one day, 30’s the next.  Rain, snow, sun…. make up your mind, winter!

To say that I am not flexible anymore would be a laughable way to describe it.  Ever since 10 weeks along I’ve had trouble bending like I used to.  Back then it was bending in ways that made sex a joy for all involved.  Now the bending is affecting the ability to shave… which I guess also makes sex a joy for all involved?  What I’m trying to say is that I’m almost to the point where I have to say goodbye to the goods and hope they do well on their own down there.  See ya in a few months, lady parts!

My tear has healed.  Woo!  I wish I knew what I had done to make it appear, but I’m just going to guess that it was a fluke and it will never happen again… even during birth…. maybe?  She’s kicking me right now, that must be how she laughs at my hope of no tearing during childbirth.  She has a since of humor just like me.  Oh no! 😉

This is where I would usually insert my belly picture.  Just pretend it’s in it’s normal spot on the entry and about one week bigger.  I’ve gained my pound for the past week (putting me at around 13-14 pounds so far)…. it’s either in my belly or my boobs.  I’m going with boobs.  These things could be considered dangerous weapons right now.  I could totally knock someone out with these.  “What do you mean you don’t have any ice cream? **BAM — Boob to the face! (Not in the good way)**

Okay, I’m so tired.  I’m going to take a nice, hot shower and then climb into bed for about an hour until the pee fairy wakes me up.

Advertisements

6 thoughts on “23 Weeks!

  1. I am glad you are doing so well! Peeing 6 times in one night though just seems completely unreasonable. At that point, you might as well put in a catheter. LOL
    The bending thing, is pretty crazy. It’s not so much for me not being flexible, but just feeling this huge ummoveable hard lump in front of me. Like when I try to put on socks or shoes in my car, I strain and huff and puff and I feel crazy. I think how big I’ve gotten in the past 11 weeks… and with 11 more to go.. I’m going to be a house.
    The boobs are insane right? Don’t you agree you’ve gained like 2lbs+ in each one? I know they serve a good purpose in the end but this is getting RIDICULOUS!
    Can’t wait to see a pic!

    • Hmm.. a catheter… you may be on to something.. haha It was only five times last night! 😛
      My problem is walking… I feel like I’m wobbling around already. I didn’t expect to have a wobble affect going on already. I don’t mind… but it is amusing to me.
      The bras I bought just three weeks ago no longer fit. I’m in the biggest size any normal store carries. On to plan B….. stay in my PJ’s all day and not worry about bras. Done!

      • I am going to academy today to see if I can find a sports bra. I can barely even squeeze into the one I have now (it’s a heavy duty support one, with 3 clasps in the back, and an underwire). But it leaves marks all over me because of how much it compresses me and my cleavage spills out all over from the top and the sides. *sigh*

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s