Halfway there! I can't believe it!
Bunlet is now the size of a cantaloupe.
And I am looking very pregnant. When I look down at my feet, I cannot see them anymore.
(Mao really wanted to be in the picture this week.)
Every day I hear how big my belly is (although the size tends to vary from day to day). And then people tell me that looking at me from the back, I don't look pregnant. This makes me happy. I've been avoiding checking out my ass because I'm afraid to see it spread, so maybe it's still cute.
I have to confess that I am pretty much in love with my pregnant belly. It's not that I think I am particularly attractive or sexy as a pregnant woman, but I just love my belly so much. Roy has gotten to the point where he can't keep his hands off my belly either: it's like a magnetic attraction.
Other notable things:
1) I have an unhealthy obsession with Sour Patch Kids. I freakin' love them! I've always loved them, but I love them even more during pregnancy.
2) All those rumors you hear about things looking different down there when you're pregnant are the absolute truth. I checked myself out the other night and was shocked. Shocked. They don't call it cheeseburger crotch for nothing.
3) We've been given the go-ahead to take down the wallpaper in the spare bedroom and paint the walls. This is a good thing, considering the current wallpaper looks like this:
4) I had my OB visit yesterday, and it went really well. The bottom line is that the doctor sees nothing to indicate that this is anything other than a normal, healthy pregnancy. He said the pain/pressure I felt in Texas was normal stretching of the uterus and nothing to be concerned about (unless accompanied by bleeding, of course). The results of the AFP test that I did at my last appointment were normal.
The mass that was found during our big ultrasound is more than likely a fibroid or another uterine cavity, but either way, it's nothing to be concerned about. I've been scheduled for a follow-up ultrasound later on in the month just so he can have a clearer idea of what it is we're dealing with. If I do have a separate uterine cavity, it increases the chances that I may have to have a C-section because it can force the baby into a breech position. But I am not one of those people who gets freaked out at the thought of having a C-section.
Also, I do have anterior placenta, so the fact that I haven't definitively felt Bunlet move yet is normal. (Although I did feel some very small "explosions" in my tummy last night.) I'm hoping that I'll be able to really feel him soon, if his moving is indeed what I felt. Lastly, I'm up two pounds from my last appointment, which makes my total weight gain so far three pounds.
I'm feeling really good and positive about everything, and I'm really hoping that the second half of this pregnancy will be much less eventful than the first half. I'm a little upset (still) about the way things unfolded in Texas. I feel that we were unnecessarily frightened (by the doctor) by the possibility of losing the baby, and naturally, neither of us appreciates that. But what's done is done and there is nothing I can do about what happened. The thing I always hang onto is that we have a healthy baby on the way. Being pregnant is harder than I ever thought it would be, but every day I am grateful for the journey that will lead us to our Charlie.