Welcome to the third trimester! I’ve been feeling a lot more “pregnant” lately, like my baby (and my belly) have had a growth spurt. Things feel more smushed and I’m getting more heartburn. And I think the photographic evidence supports my feeling:
The highlight of the week, though, is that I can definitely see my belly move when baby moves. It’s rather weird, watching your belly move on its own.
Both last time I was pregnant, and again this time, one of my worst symptoms was “pregnancy brain.” And this week it’s really been on display. I miss my brain. Pregnancy is also making me even less graceful than I was before. I’m dropping things all over the place. It’s been rough. I’m another broken plate closer to a new set of dishes, though.
I have no idea how we’ve come this far already, and I’m still waiting for time to slow down. Baby still needs a name… and a crib… and a nursery. Next week is my last monthly doctor’s appointment. Then it’s every 2 weeks. No rush, little one.