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23 weeks

Sheesh. I'm totally slacking on this pregnancy and keeping updated on my progress/weekly status.
A lot has happened since 11 weeks so I'll try to give a brief recap. I had my next dr appt at 16 weeks and at the end of the spot I asked Dr Rips if there was anyeay we could find out the sex of the baby before Christmas so we could do a surprise gender reveal for our families. I thought for sure she'd say no because it was still really early. But she said " let me go see if the sonographer is busy.."  And she wasn't and squeezed me in!
It's a BOY! I thought I'd be disappointed but I wasn't at all. There's been a few, I wish I could have a girl moments but I'm pretty much in love with this little guy already so I don't wish he was a girl at all. So I painted an ornament and wrapped it up and let my mom open it at our gift exchange with my side. She was so excited! And everyone was so surprised!!
 
We played charades at Memaw & Papaws house and Jason acted out "baby boy" and pointed at me. Again, everyone was shocked and excited.
I had my 20 week scan the day after we got home from CHRISTMAS vacation in Texas.
Baby is looking good and growing well. They had some trouble measuring everything with the heart but she says everything they did see looks fine. Another handsome, healthy bouncing baby boy!
As of Wed I was 23 weeks. Feeling good at the moment but started to feel a little puffy. Trying to remember to walk around/stretch my legs often at work and to drink plenty of water.
We moved to the apartment a couple weeks ago and I thought the move might just kill me but I survived and we got everything moved. We got rid of a bunch of stuff and Jason took a trailer load down to Texas for storage. We are getting settled into the new teeny tiny 2 bedroom apartment but we are loving the closer location and schedule. (More on all that in a later post)
All that moving update to say, I'm so busy I've barely noticed I'm pregnant! But that's starting to change. I'm big enough now that it's getting difficult to do everything. And baby boy is getting VERY active.
Last week my co-worker got to feel him move. First person other than me to feel him and first time for her to ever feel a baby move in utero.
I'm up about 15 lbs all together. My blood pressure has remained perfect so far.
Here's a few belly progress pics I've taken so far. 
13 week comparison, all 3 pregnancies

14 weeks, bikini bump

15 weeks

19 weeks, Happy New Year!

21 weeks, really feeling him wiggle!
23 weeks and a couple days, as I sit. I need to take a more recent standing belly pic...
I have my next dr appointment next week. Hopefully I will be a little better about posting from here on out!

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