I'm starting to feel really huge and cumbersome. I say "oof" alot when I'm getting up or sitting down. I frequently find myself short of breath because I think my internal organs are squishing up against my diaphragm. Zeke gets a little frustrated when he wants to sit on my lap to read a book, and I don't have much of a lap left.
But, the Joey has started really kicking up a storm in the past week and a half. Not just the little flutters that I was feeling, but lots of "thump thump thump"-ing against the wall of my abdomen. I love it. Except for when she keeps popping me in the bladder.
Have you guys thought of a "government name" for her yet? Of course, we'll still call her Joey.
ReplyDeleteSherice
Awww, congrats!!! SO exciting. :-)
ReplyDeleteSherice -- we have a name, and we're not keeping it a total secret, but for some reason I've felt superstitious about broadcasting it on the blog. Not sure why, since I told everyone about Zeke's name as soon as I decided on it, but I guess that's my prerogative as an irrational pregnant lady.
ReplyDeleteLiLu - thanks! Love your blog, by the way. You have the balls to talk about all of the things I can't (my mom reads this blog, after all).