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Yep, there's a baby in there...

Here's the belly at 22 weeks 2 days. Crazy how much its changed in the past couple weeks!! Its getting harder and harder to bend over and I feel him moving around more and more each day. I love those little "nudges" I feel in my tummy. J is so super excited and ready for the baby to be here, IMPATIENTLY ready, in fact - me? Yes and kinda no. I'm really enjoying being pregnant and I have a feeling that even though it's going to get worse, I still have some fun stuff left to come! Like being able to feel the kicks from the outside of my tummy and being able to see my belly moving when he moves. I know I'll get to that uncomfortable stage and be so ready for him to come out, but for right now, I love being able to carry him around with me everywhere I go, knowing he's all warm and snuggly and protected in there...

How am I feeling? I feel great! Energy is pretty much back, no morning sickness, and I feel like I can do most of my exercising without too much difficulty. I don't have much food aversion anymore so I'm able to eat whatever. In fact, I have the opposite! I'm STARVING all the time!! And it will just hit me out of nowhere - like 2 hours after I just ate and I'll be ravenous hungry!! I'm trying to behave myself with what kind of things I eat as much as possible but I always eat when I'm hungry just in case, I want to be able to give baby every ounce I can possibly get to him through his SUA. Breathing is starting to get harder. I get out of breath really easily, I think its because my belly is so high, everything is shoved up into my lungs. Its really not terrible so I don't even call it a complaint, just something I've noticed. I also have some belly cramping every now and then when I do too much physical activity (walking, stairmaster, bending over to pick things up, etc.). We asked the doctor about it and she didn't seem concerned and said that as long as it goes away within a few minutes of resting, I'm fine. I have to say though, it cramps pretty hard some times - makes me a little worried about labor!! Its going to hurt bad. I'm in denial at this point in time and don't allow myself to think that far ahead.

Update on the Level II Ultrasound. I finally got that scheduled, I'm going in September 30th to the parinatologist's office to get a better look at my little pumpkin. I'm very anxious but I'm not letting myself worry until someone tells me they see something bad. Its not healthy to be stressed out about something that hasn't even happened so I'm not going to do it.

I'm also going to a breastfeeding class with a friend of mine that night! I'm really looking forward to that - excited to learn more about it and hopefully can get some pointers on how to increase your chances of being successful. The nice thing is, is that they are letting us count as a "couple" so I only have to pay half price! Yay!

J and I will be signing up for some birthing/baby classes as well. Not sure when or which ones, but we are both excited to do that so hopefully we can get going on those soon!!

Welp, that's all I have to say for now - kind of a boring post, but wanted to jot down a few things and update on a picture and the upcoming sono.

Happy Friday! Everyone have a great weekend!


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