Don't tell me about going over 40 weeks, I KNOW, in fact I'm hoping to go OVER by a week, remember?
But that's not the point. The point is that the ticker says 98 days!
And in other news...
I'm still sick.
My poor, sickly, sad little asthmatic lungs take normal 2 day colds and turn them into week long affairs.
There's a lot of mucus...and not the fun kind that I normally talk about, like CERVICAL mucus. Just the disgusting kind...in my nose, in my throat, in my chest.
Mucus, mucus, everywhere.
And the coughing.
Oh the coughing.
Hot steamy showers where I just sit in the shower, not in the water and try to breathe in the steam have become my new obsession to try to loosen the phlegm and ease the coughing.
And because I'm miserable and obviously already complaining.
Guess what SF has that I wasn't anticipating when I moved here?
It's gorgeous weather here, 80 degrees and sunny and I can't go outside because not only do I sound like a 75 year old smoker with my hacking cough but because the ALLERGIES will attack me and I will live to regret it. In fact several days I did regret it and have vowed to stay inside for the rest of allergy season.
So, back to pregnancy.
Pregnancy has been boring this week.
NO GROWTH. NO WEIGHT GAIN. Ok there's a LITTLE bump growth in the last 2 days since my last post...don't worry I have pictures.
I am either:
a) growing a tiny baby
b) losing weight while baby is gaining so that we're evening out.
c) about to have a massive growth spurt in which both baby and I gain like 5 lbs in a week...
Whatever. Baby is kicking like crazy and I'm too sick to keep worrying about it.
How far along: 26 Weeks
Weight Gain: +15...still.
What's Up With My Body: Nothing. No constipation. No heartburn. No swelling. No stretch marks. No symptoms of pregnancy whatsoever other than this bump on my belly that keeps kicking me and the baby's new trick...STRETCHING. So uncomfortable when baby stretches out, I end up poking him and nudging him to encourage him to STOP WITH THE STRETCHING.
Food: As most of you know I haven't had any true cravings or aversions this pregnancy at all. But the latest and greatest thing to happen in the food department is that I had to get up one morning at 5am TO EAT because I was starving. Of course I was already awake hacking up a lung so I thought, WHY NOT EAT AND HACK AT THE SAME TIME? I've been ravenously hungry twice since then at 5am but haven't bothered to get up...sleep is better.
Eating too much makes me want to vomit now. There's just no room left, if I eat too much it threatens to come right back up. No vomit yet, but boy we've come close!
Emotions: I cry for no reason. TV makes me cry...a lot, for no reason. More than once I've found myself bawling and then laughing because I was bawling...at nothing. Luckily I am alone when this has happened otherwise that would have been embarrassing.
Bumpdate: Let's all obsessively analyze these photos I took for you shall we?
I BELIEVE that my bump looks bigger at 23 weeks in the purple dress than it does at almost 26 weeks, but I believe it's bigger at 26 weeks in the gray tank top than at 22 weeks.
I DIDN'T SAY IT HADN'T GROWN SINCE 22 WEEKS! Obviously it has, it's the 23 that I'm stuck on.
Let's obsess....I mean analyze some more.
After careful analysis I suppose it's clear that the bump has grown. BUT I swear it just happened in the last two days.
If you look at 24 and 25, those suckers are the SAME, in fact 24 looks bigger, can you see where the crazy came from?
I'm done now. Obsession OVER.
And onwards and upwards people we have just 1 more week until we're in the 3rd Trimester!!!