|thrifted belt, lipstick: revlon #668 “primrose”|
This week I hit seventeen weeks. I’m finally starting to feel like I look pregnant (although this dress certainly doesn’t hide anything, so that little bump has been visible for quite a while), and it feels loads better than just looking like I ate a few too many donuts!
I’ve started feeling this baby at least once a day. Usually it’s in the middle of the night, and I wake up and feel it moving around, so I just lay there on my back and have a special little moment with my tiny babe. It makes me laugh because he or she has a favorite spot (just to the left of my belly button), and if I’ve been sleeping on my side and then move to my back, the baby always rolls its way back to the favorite spot and then just stays there, comfy as can be.
The strange thing about this pregnancy is that I feel like from the very first time I felt the baby move, it was just like feeling a much larger baby move around inside my belly. With Peanut, there were the regular butterflies at the beginning. With this baby, it was like a 30-week sized baby moving and rolling around in there, but only at fourteen weeks. And now, at only seventeen weeks, I’ve felt the baby from the outside, and even felt a limb or head or bum or something (it was pointy). This is obviously a very busy baby!
I still have no ideas about the gender, but I have started referring to it as a “he” more often than a “she.” Although I think that’s only because I associate being pregnant with being pregnant with a boy.
Only three more weeks until we find out!