Why, Hello There.

Somehow the past two weeks have actually gone by quickly. Perhaps it was DH being off of work or the two lovely newlyweds in town for a brief visit. Or maybe it was watching my belly button begin to, well, look more and more like a button. That's right, my innie is slowly working its way to become an outie. Right now its just the top that protrudes and I like to say to DH, "hey, hey, look at this," while pointing to the belly. Inhale, belly pops out. Exhale, belly sinks in. Continue to do until DH nervously laughs and says, "that's just weird."

And it is weird. Everything about pregnancy is weird. The fact that I am a full seven days constipated (tmi, I know). The fact that my stomach is huge. That a little person is kicking my ribs and punching my bladder. Right now, I am counting down to Saturday when we have another ultrasound. We haven't seen Magoo in almost 6 weeks. Then a few days after that, two more of my favorite people are visiting and we have our baby shower. And our follow up ultrasound to make sure Magoo's brain, kidney and thyroid are all on target.

I started prenatal yoga a few weeks ago and man, let's just say I inherited my father's ability for flexibility. Luckily, my doctors are more concerned that I am able to correctly breathe and could care less if I can do the poses. Breathing, yes, I can do that. One of my main goals with yoga was not only to find calmness, but to meet other pregnant ladies. While I have done that, we speak for about fifteen seconds each answering whatever question. It isn't really the bonding time I was hoping for. And the ladies don't seem to want to talk to me prior to class and everyone rushes out afterward. So maybe not the social hot spot, but I suppose there are more important things to get out of the class.

All in all, I think I am finally coming into being okay with the pregnancy and what is happening with my body - mentally and physically. I still have a little anxiety here and there - but who wouldn't? It is a major life change that nobody has any control over and feels different pregnancy to pregnancy. It's realistically a little scary if you think about it too much. So I am trying to stay busy, which is good, because that means time passes faster. Only a few more weeks until 30 weeks and from there only 7 more weeks until full term. Its almost palpable. Almost.