Week 15 is in full swing. I got an email from BabyCenter.com informing me that my little one has graduated from lemon-size to apple-size. You’d think we’d be approaching cantaloupe-size, given the way my belly is expanding. I’m officially utilizing my BeBand on a daily basis and I maybe have two shirts that still fit me. It might be time to go maternity shopping soon. (Did you hear that, Daniel? It looks like I have to go clothes shopping soon. Shucky-daaarrrnnn…)
What bewilders me is that, with all this visual expansion…I haven’t gained more than maybe half a pound in the ten weeks that I’ve known I was pregnant. Maybe with all the food aversions and morning sickness and such, I’ve been eating even less than I thought I was--losing “Ashley weight” and gaining “baby weight” all the while. Or maybe my scale’s just broken.
This week had a small milestone for me. Small, but lovely. My family is taking an interest in the evidence of my “condition”. Jo Ann gave me a hug followed by an affectionate belly-pat at dinner. And the other day, without a word of transition or warning, my typically undemonstrative brother actually crossed the room for the express purpose of tentatively placing his hand on my belly. It only remained there for a second, and then it promptly returned to its former station behind his back…but the whole gesture kinda made my day. Especially when he followed it with the bewildered observation, “Wow. You’re pregnant. That’s definitely a baby in there.”
Hehe.
In other news, it sounds like Jo Ann has officially settled on a “grandma name” to match Bob’s choice. The current status is “Grandpa and Mama Jo”. Last I checked, Dad was still weighing a few options, Pappy and Pops being top contenders. Mom always said she thought Grammy was a darling name for a grandparent and I’m eager to see what her counterpart will be. Not that there’s any rush, of course. There’s still plenty of time for exciting changes in the grandparents’ circle…plenty of time for changes all across the baby board, actually. Stay tuned for further developments. ;)
Observations: NOT new developments...just persistent reminders of my current condition
I thought some of these "symptoms" were supposed to be gone by now. Let's see, recently, I have...
- Dropped a box of cereal I was holding. I mean, I was just standing there, holding the box, and it fell out of my hand. Corn Pops everywhere.
- COMPLETELY forgotten the code to get into my gated storage facility, the code for the door to my building, AND my storage unit number. I forgot all that stuff when I pulled up to the gate to open it. This was my second trip there in 30 minutes. On the previous trip, I had to turn back because I forgot my key. Nothing was stored that day.
- Cried at a dog food commercial. And a commercial for a community college I'd never heard of ("Oh look, they graduated! They're throwing their caps! Good for them...*sniffle*").
- Stooped down to file something in the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet...then I had to give myself a pep talk to get back up. I may have borrowed some lines from the Mighty Ducks movies.
Speaking of pep talks, I received a very good one from Joanna this week. Following a very whiny e-mail soliloquoy about the woes of my pregnancy thus far, she graciously reminded me that any relationship worth having takes effort and sacrifice...that includes the relationship I have with my unborn baby. And that makes all these pesky symptoms and quirks okay (annoying, but okay). It means time and effort that I get to invest in my baby's wellbeing. I'm excited about that. :)
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That's pretty much all the news (and not-news) that's fit to print. Until next time, loved ones, I remain...
Happily Ever,
~Ashley Michele~
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