I looked in the mirror and laughed out loud to myself. My baby is in there. A baby is inside my stomach. Living, curled up, growing, and waiting. As much as I try to accept it, pregnancy is so weird to me. I hope I can say that while still saying I like it, because I do. I enjoy it. But I can't picture a baby, a real baby, inside there. I feel like I would need an ultrasound every single day to really be able to accept it completely. That's just wishful thinking though, because I wish I could see Farrah. I wish I could look into her eyes, kiss her baby lips, and run my fingers through her hair (if she has hair)!
Cravings: Cold water. And I hate cold water normally. Ice cream. Cookies. Any snacks, really.
Symptoms: Being overheated. Swelling of my hands and feet/ankles/calves. Lighting crotch I believe it is called. Shortness of breath. I think I am having some Braxton Hicks contractions. They aren't what I expected to feel, though. They feel exactly like period cramps. Body aches.
Mood: Anxious. Happy.
Missing: Being able to move easier.
Excited for: My weekly doctor appointments beginning next week. I feel like the next 6 weeks are going to fly by! And, the nursery being almost completely painted.
Body changes: I think my belly grows each day.
Sleep: I've been sleeping well due to exhaustion. I wake up a few times to pee and readjust my sleeping position. And then it's incredibly hard to get out of bed in the mornings.
Movement: I love when Farrah is awake and moving. I just want to hold still and take it all in, and that's pretty much all I can really do. She has the hiccups almost daily. I just feel them and hope she isn't as annoyed with them as I would be if I were to have the hiccups that often.
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