Seventeen.

I saw this on this blog and loved the idea. Since I measure my life in weeks, now – I’ll be keeping track of things here on my blog. Because, really? I’ve been terrible with my attempt at a pregnancy journal. You’ll just be subjected to my rambling each week. My apologies in advance.

How far along? 17 weeks.

How big is baby? The size of an onion (about 5 inches, weighing about 5 ounces). 

Total weight gain: + 5 lbs. 

Maternity Clothes? Oh, I posted about this. Remember? It was dramatic and a bit of a break own? Well, I’m wearing the heck out of the one long sleeve maternity shirt I bought (mostly because it’s long enough to cover up the fact that my pants aren’t buttoned) and my belly band. OH, my belly band. I would not be dressed if it weren’t for this thing. Or I’d be wearing yoga pants every single day. 

Stretch marks? Nope. Hope I won’t get any for a while!

Sleep: Nope. Wait, you want to know about how I’m sleeping? I usually go to bed, sleep for four hours, and then am wide awake for an hour and fruitlessly trying to fall back asleep until about 15 minutes before I wake up. I know this is “practice” for having a baby, but I’m going to have a miracle baby that sleeps through the night right from birth. I don’t need to practice. 

Movement: Yes! I felt the first movement the day before I was 16 weeks, but then not much until yesterday. I sort of have to concentrate to know that I’m feeling a BABY in there. It’s fun and a wee bit odd to imagine a tiny little being living inside of me. It becomes more real instead of just an idea.

Food cravings: Chips and salsa, French fries, and cereal. As usual. 

What I miss: Sleeping. Not having to eat protein bars in the middle of the night because I am famished.

What I am looking forward to: My maternity pants from Gap arriving. I am so ready for some elastic waistedness!

Milestones: I heard the heartbeat again yesterday – so I’m finally getting a bit more comfortable sharing the news with cowokers. (Still not totally into telling people. I don’t know if that makes me weird.)

Oh, and THIS: My upper lip is suddenly allergic to my water bottle spout – I have to unscrew the lid and drink from bottle (I have this bottle) or else I get a nasty flaky rash on my upper lip. SO WEIRD.