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How far along: 17 weeks
Gender guess: I carried high with Jem, low with Max. This photo looks high to me, so … girl?
Weight gain: I think I’m holding around that 5+ range.
Sleep: Max is transitioning out of our family bed, but is still popping it at some point throughout the night. Dominic snores and I pee often. I love my pregnancy pillow, but I still feel like I’m tossing and turning lots.
Best moment this week: With my sleeplessness has come lots of tiny baby kicks! This little one is a night owl for sure.
Worst moment this week: It’s pretty lame, I went from running my 5 miler to getting winded going up the stairs. Does that have something to do with increased blood flow while pregnant? I’m committing to evening walks to help build up my endurance (again) and stay as fit as I can. I’m honestly really slumping over stopping my running routine during the first trimester and losing all I worked so hard for :/
Miss anything: Coffee. This pregnancy isn’t liking coffee one bit. I get shaky, even from decaf and just feel off. I’ve been having lots of Italian Cream Sodas to make up for it, but it’s just not the same. What am I going to do when Pumpkin Spice Latte season arrives?!?
Movement: Yes! And Jemma is so excited to feel baby soon too!
Cravings: This Italian restaurant in town serves up a gorgonzola parmesan cream sauce pizza topped with shredded potatoes, white onions, basil and a drizzle of truffle oil. It’s beyond divine! My mom wants to try and make it at home … I don’t want to mess up an amazing thing and would be content just visiting the restaurant weekly :)
Queasy or sick? Only when I have coffee.
Looking forward to: Tomorrow I’m calling to schedule our gender ultrasound! I have no idea how I stayed Team Green with Jemma!
What Jemma thinks: “Well, your tummy is just getting a little big for me to fit there too.”
What Max thinks: While poking my belly button and peering inside, “When dat baby be born?”