My hump

My stomach is starting to feel like a dodge ball- it's harder and rounder. It's not beautiful in the nude.

Oh, I found stretch marks in a fun new place this morning. Inside of my thighs. Really, no one told me about that. I've heard a lot about pregnancy but I seem to experience things no one has told me about or mentioned.

I just got sentimental looking at drawings of what babies look like inside the womb. It's so cheesy but I can't help it.

He moves so much. Sometimes I can see him moving and it's bizarre. I'll stop saying weird and say bizarre instead. I guess every mother in the world knows what I am talking about but no one told me how weird it is. What gives, people?? So the moving goes something like this: kick, kick, kick... jab... ... head-butt really hard!!!! Today he had a 10 minute karate session next to my bladder. A Whataburger (jr.) shut him down for a while.

I've gained more weight. I just hate it because it's more than I really should. I'll be honest- I am not walking or exercising. But I did move two weeks ago and have been doing a lot around the place and walking up twice as many stairs so I'm thinking that will help a little. I walked and elliptical-ed today, but nothing too strenuous. And it didn't feel great afterward. I wanted to walk outside but the damn weather keeps bringing rain.

Oh, he says hi. I am pretty sure that his kicks in Morse code meant for me to tell you all he said "Hi." Do you believe me???

Back to my weight, I go to the doctor tomorrow afternoon. Of course it's in the afternoon when I have already eaten 10 pounds of food. We'll see what she says. I think I'm so tired right now and have checked out mentally of my job that I am waiting for school to be over to get back to walking and being regular with exercise. But I'm adding protein to my diet with the carbs so it's not as bad as before. Like instead of donuts I get pigs in a blanket. That's better, right?! I hardly ever get donuts though, so I'm kidding, kind of. But I am trying. And I'm getting more fruit and trying to drink more water. I just feel like I'm screwing this kid up and I'll get gestational diabetes in the process.

Random thought: I can't believe I am 6 months pregnant. I just had a vision of myself laying on the floor of the bathroom during Christmas break feeling like I was dying. Then laying in the shower until the hot water was gone and then laying there with towels on me waiting for more hot water to build up. Oh my God- that is enough to make me not want another kid for a long time. I'm betting labor and delivery is worse, although being sick lasted 2+ weeks and labor isn't usually that long.

I'm tired and need to go. I need to get a picture of myself up here so everyone can see the giganticness that is me. But my husband has the camera somewhere so it will have to wait a few days. My birthday is Monday- and I sort of feel like it's lost specialness now that I am pregnant and there are more important things in the world. I'm not upset about it but I'm certainly not looking forward to my birthday like I used to. Maybe I'm maturing. But I'll be excited when I get some cards.

Pictures coming this weekend. Say hello to your mother for me.
-Megan