Yesterday we had our 20 week ultrasound. Everything looked great.
Baby girl is rocking and rolling in there, getting bigger and stronger, just like her brother did. I expected to be more nervous for the appointment than I actually was. This is the same scan that found Simeon’s spina bifida over two years ago but we’ve already had a few check-ins and an early 16-week screening, so it was nice to just relax and enjoy seeing our little lady without obsessing over the possible surprises that could be in store. I’ve written about how nervous I was to get pregnant with our second, even though the risk of having a two children with spina bifida is low. Our genetic counselor said the chance was around 3% and that’s without taking a mega dose of folic acid during the first trimester, which further reduces your risk (seriously ya’ll, I had to take 10x the normal dosage for pregnant women– if you cut me I bleed folic acid… ick). Still, it’s impossible not to remember how very difficult the 20-week mark felt last time around. I’m thankful. Not just for this baby, but for the two thriving munchkins in our life right now.
Here’s how things are going…
How I’m feeling: Great. For me, weeks 20 to 30 are the pregnancy sweet spot. I finally have (some) of my energy back. I don’t want to barf at the least provocation. I look pregnant instead of bloated. My clothes still fit if I get creative. It’s the bomb-dot-com. I’m not sure if the second trimester is actually as fantastic as I think it is– but it feels like the calm after the storm. You know when you have a stomach bug and you can’t eat or drink and you’re pretty sure it’s your last night on earth and then finally you start feeling better and you’re able to hold down half a can of 7up and you’re like “I AM ON FIRE! Nothing can stop me now!” ? It’s kind of like that.
What I’m eating: All the clementines in the land. Grilled cheese sandwiches. More ice cream than I’d like to comment on at this time.
What I’m wearing: So far, no maternity clothes. I’m letting my belly hang like a bowl full of jelly. I stocked up on blousy tops in the spring and so far they’ve worked if I belt them. The knotted tee + high waisted skirt trend has been my salvation. My pants are always unbuttoned (a rubber band keeps them from falling down completely). Cover that mess with a belly band and I’m good to go. We’ll see how much longer these tricks will work…
Things I’m freaking out about: Apparently after you get pregnant a baby actually comes out of you. I have done nothing to prepare for this baby. No room decorated. No clothes bought. We’re 50% there and I’m 0% ready. Do I plan on getting my act together soon? Nope.
What my husband thinks: ME: Greg, what do you think of me when I’m pregnant? // Greg: Umm… I love you? (Playing it safe as usual, Mr. Smith…)
What Simeon thinks: ME: Hey buddy, guess what? There’s a baby in my tummy! // Sim: Oh no! (That’s either understandable trepidation or he thinks I eat babies. Perhaps I can use this as a disciplinary tool? #IllEatYouNextKid)
Best quote from a student regarding my pregnancy: “Wanna hear something funny? That baby is going to come out of your BOTTOM!” -1st grade boy on child birth and baby rearing (as if I wasn’t nervous enough as it is– now I find out this…)
19 weeks to go (I’m at 21 weeks now!). Boom shakalaka.
Ladies, got any tips to help me make my non-maternity clothes fit for the duration of this thing? I’m willing to get creative…
Anyone else think the second trimester is where it’s at?