Hell Hath No Fury...

Like a pregnant woman weighed. Oy. I have officially put on twenty-one pounds at 24 weeks of pregnancy. The good news is that most people don't believe that I weigh as much as I do. Nonetheless, I think some light weight lifting is in order. I just don't want to put on 80 lbs. That will require an awful lot of work in about 5 months to get back to my original weight before my 30th birthday and I just don't think I have that in me.

Not too much else is new except I am OBSESSING over where I will house this child once my womb is no longer adequate. Our house is great, but our 2 bedrooms are on 2 separate floors. I have been just wracking my brains trying to figure out if the baby should be on the main floor (carpet, ceiling fan, better temperature control) or the lower floor bedroom (bigger room, easier to decorate, quieter). I think I have it finally figured it out based on the fact that the kiddo usually rooms in with parents for a couple of months, especially if you plan on breastfeeding (I do). I will probably obsess for a couple more weeks before putting all of my plans into action...

It was a Dear Diary Moment this week when a complete stranger commented on my pregnancy! Yay! I finally look pregnant enough for people to not be afraid of just making offensive comments to a chubby chick! Everyone is commenting that I'm all belly and boob, but after some recent photos surfaced, I think that it's time to start lifting some light weights in the upper arm region. I am not liking what is developing up there.

Baby Bear continues to kick and squirm. Once I felt him/her ball up like a little worm! It is equally strange and awesome. I cannot believe that there is a little person in there that is half me and half The Bear. I just cannot wait to count fingers and toes. Oh those toes! How I cannot wait to pinch them!

Over the past weekend, while I was sleeping, The Bear was fondling my belly and Baby Bear was moving all around. Creepy! I told him that he's no longer allowed to do that. But I am very happy that he can feel our baby move. Actually a couple of my coworkers have felt my little nudger. Baby Bear either loves it or hates it when I drink something cold or a little coffee and usually delivers a couple of swift kicks in response.

Other than that, I'm just sort of cooling my heels here in pregnancy land...I'm enjoying the blissful energy that I have, daydreaming about rocking a newborn, and tweaking our registry. I have my 24 week appointment next week...nothing fancy, just pee in a cup, weight check, and doppler my belly. Oh and I will have to schedule my dreaded glucose tolerance test. Ugh, I've heard enough horror stories about this to keep me up at night. Stay tuned...