Week: 30 weeks!
Size: 15.7 inches long and is 3 pounds in weight (and he was just equated to a head of cabbage).
Name: Cappuccino/Caramel/Little Buddy Meredith
Gender: punching, kicking, somersaulting baby boy!
Maternity Clothes: I am happy to report that I finally went and bought some new shoes; thank you Target and Nordstrom Rack for having just what I needed so that I could trade in 3 new pairs for 3 old stanky ones! (And for those curious, my feet don’t seemed to have changed sizes – I’d held off for too long, but new shoes were a-callin’!
Food Cravings: There seems to be a direct correlation between how much meat (usually fish or chicken, with the occasional burger thrown in there) I eat, and how much heartburn I then get it. The more meat, the less heartburn. Go figure.
Currently reading: Bringing Up Bebe, The Nursing Mother’s Companion + Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close.
Most interesting fact: Did you know that you don’t have to get your eyes dilated at the eye doctor’s if you’re pregnant? And this isn’t for some medical reason, but simply because the eye doctor is scared of the wrath of pregnant women in general, and doesn’t want to add another thing to her plate. True story. Thank you, Dr. Kelly.
Feeling: like some people know the right thing to say: “Girrrrrl, [imagine this coming from a legit, older black woman at last night’s banquet], you’re looking good. Why, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pregnant woman whose face has gotten thinner. I mean, have you even gained any weight?” She kept talking, and I kept milking it, hoping she didn’t have access to my medical records to see the actual weight gain that’s taken place.
Missing: Painted toenails. I really need to get a pedicure, as I can’t reach my own feet so well.
Anticipating: [I preface this with the statement, I am not a princess, I swear.] Since living in California, in generally (more) urban environments, I’ve slept with earplugs. And then I was introduced to an eye mask a couple years ago, and have never gone back. It’s since come to my attention that my beauty sleep regime of silence and darkness could soon come to an end, and that I need to start prepping accordingly for it. I’m dreading this un-blissful time of snoozin’.0