It’s hard to imagine that I have almost reached the middle of my pregnancy. I still feel like I just got pregnant, except the time spent sick and tired during the first 3 months felt like forever. Funny how quickly I have almost forgotten the horrors of the nausea and vomiting. I’ve lost 4 kgs and I’ve yet to gain back the weight plus the extra weight that I think I should have put on. My boobs have ‘porno star potential’ written all over them. I’ve grown from a C cup to a DD cup. If I didn’t wear anything too tight, it’d be hard to figure out whether I was pregnant or not. I’m still wearing my low cut ‘fat’ jeans and all the tops that I was wearing before I was pregnant.
Finally, things are looking up and I’ve even started to eat normally and cook again. The poor stove and oven have been neglected for too long. The only downsize is that food doesn’t taste the same as before. I think I’ll still stock those sweet tasting, crunchy granny smith apples, for some odd reason, they taste so sweet and refreshing in my mouth!
This week, I started to feel baby move inside, my husband just thought it was my stomach digesting food… But I know better. The movements are more obvious than with my first pregnancy, or perhaps I just know what they feel like now and can detect them earlier.
The fatigue hasn’t completely disappeared, I still look longingly at my bed or sofa for some quiet time and nap. Unfortunately, with a three year old running around, it isn’t so easy.
I’m contemplating going back to doing pre-natal yoga and water aerobics. I found that both forms of exercise were helpful with keeping me fit the first time around. Yoga was especially helpful in helping me cope with the labour pains.
Nothing else exciting to report other than that I’m looking forward to the 19-20 week ultrasound to have a good look at baby.
