25 down, 15 to go

"Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of 

whatever solid and durable happiness 

there is in our natural lives." 

                                                                                                          C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

Miss M hasn't had zofran in two days and so far no vomiting from her and Mr. P hasn't puked since Sunday night/early Monday morning so I think it's safe to say we're all well again. Laundry is still never-ending, but it's back to normal which is a relief.

I passed the GD test! No gestational diabetes for me! Yay! Oddly enough, once I heard I didn't have gestational diabetes, breads and sweets stopped making me feel sick and tired. Go figure. I still want to watch what I eat for my health, but I'm not going to worry so much.

The weather has been absolutely beautiful the past couple of weeks. It got up to 71 degrees today! I've been spending a lot of time outside with Miss M soaking up all the sunshine I can. The weather has helped tremendously with the winter blues. I know there's more snow in our future, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

How far along: 25 weeks today!

Sleep: Love it. We bought new pillows this week and they're pretty much the cat's pajamas.

Movement: Movement is moving up which I hope means he's flipped because he's been breech at all of my appointments thus far.

Cravings: Potato bread and Kraft American cheese sandwiches. Not grilled or anything. Just two slices of cold, fake cheese in between two slices of glorious potato bread. Smash it until it's nice and flat. Yup, that's what I want and how I want it. That, and some spicy Mexican food because my mom mentioned it. That will have to be what Mr. P and I go eat for our next date night.

Symptoms: Getting bigger, heartburn, and my bellybutton hurts.

Bellybutton: Innie :(

Wedding ring: On. I always hate when I forget to put it on and then go out in public. I know that sounds silly, but I've done the "single and pregnant" thing before and now I'm a little obsessed (traumatized?) with making sure people know I'm married and all my babies have been planned.

Worst moment of the week: I can't think of one and I'd rather not work too hard at remembering any because why do that?

Best moment of the week: Having my family. I love Mr. P and I love Miss M. We all love this little boy and we're excited for him to join us on the outside. It feels good when Mr. P comes home from work because this is our home and I love having all of us together.

What I'm looking forward to: Spicy Mexican food and making it into the third trimester. Only 3 more weeks to go!

Size of baby: Well, this week the Little Mr. is the size of an eggplant, an acorn squash, an average swede, or a rutabaga, and is taller than two juice boxes stacked on top of one another.

^Current size of baby. Take your pick.

Milestones: His skin is turning more pink because capillaries are forming under the skin and filling with blood. Yummy. Lungs are continuing to develop. Gaining some fat. Growing some hair (I'm sure he's going to be born bald). He can distinguish between sweet and salty and he can make out familiar voices.

The Bump: 

That's all. Over n' out.