Pregnancy.

Ohhh pregnancy. It's such a glamorous thing to think about when it isn't happening yet. I always thought it was going to be so fun being pregnant and have a cute belly to wear like a trophy all over town (not that I go out on the town... but in my fantasy I did because I was picturing myself like a celebrity... I blame this on my former hobby of frequenting the "star tracks" section on People.com).

I am now 31 weeks pregnant and it has gone by so fast. I was telling Derek the other day that sometimes it feels like I have been pregnant forever and other times it feels like I have only been pregnant for a day. I feel my little guy moving allll the time (he seriously doesn't stop) and I absolutely love that. Sometimes he kicks me in the ribs or he just hangs out on my bladder but I wouldn't trade feeling those little and big movements even if they make me uncomfortable and have to go to the bathroom every time I stand up. It's such a special bonding experience feeling him moving around and becoming bigger and stronger.

In my first trimester and up until about 18 weeks, I was pretty sick... and by that I mean I was throwing up a fair amount. Luckily, I got myself a prescription pretty early on that I would take every day religiously so I could make it through my work day. I had my routine down where I would wake up and take my medicine and eat right away so my stomach wasn't empty. Most mornings that worked but some mornings I would do that and then get sick. Derek said it was so difficult to watch me be so sick and then say bye to me as I left for work. Other than being sick, the first trimester had me soooo tired. I would come home from work at 4:30 or 5 and just want to go to bed. Most nights I was asleep by 9 (I know, it's like I aged 40 years).

After 20 weeks hit and it was summer time, everything got a little easier. I wasn't sick, I was feeling great, I found out my baby was a boy, and I wasn't working anymore. I remember having the thought that I didn't know why people are so antsy to have their baby as soon as they hit full term. I had in my head that I could go a few weeks late and be totally fine with that. I had more energy than the first trimester, I could eat what I wanted, and I was for the most part comfortable.

Now I'm into my third trimester and life is getting more difficult. I feel like I am obese because I am so warm all the time. I don't even like to think about the temperature outside unless I am on my way to the pool or the beach. Most the time I walk around the apartment looking so white trash because I pull my shirt up to give my belly some air. Walking up and down stairs feels like I am running a mile. I am starting to feel just big... like my t-shirts don't even really fit anymore, the baby is heavy and it's hard to get comfortable when I have this big belly. Maternity leggings are the best things in the world, if you are pregnant, go buy some because they have changed my life. Right now I am laughing at myself for wondering why people were so antsy at 37 weeks because it would be so nice to lay on my stomach again or not feel like I am overheating all the time. I do love that I can feel his little hiccups so often and distinct now and sometimes he will be kicking around while he is hiccuping. I love to try and picture what he is doing in there exactly with some of his movements.

I love this baby and I love the miracle that is happening with this baby growing and developing. It is amazing to me the way babies develop from start to end. Then after they are born they grow up to be adults! It's so weird for me to think about my little squirming baby as a working man later in life. Pregnancy is wonderful and crazy and surprising all at the same time but I am so glad I get to experience it, even with the discomforts this third trimester has brought. Hopefully, I'll update this blog more often so I have a record for myself but I don't want to make promises I can't keep!