Today I’m 18 weeks pregnant.
And I am completely and 100% grossed about by the image above (ew, ew, ew) of an alleged sweet potato. If I weren’t a lady – I’d give other examples of what I thought it looked like. However, I needn’t shame my mother who just celebrated her birthday yesterday.
Lila is considered to be 16 weeks old. And not all that modest, given the last look at her area at our last ultrasound. We’ll have to work on that. (I’m sure that comes from Craig.) Also at the ultrasound, she waved to us and we could see all 10 fingers. She also has one super-cute face already.
Q. How is your core temperature?
A. Comparable to what the temperature would be like if one lived on the sun. I am perpetually stiflingly hot. Like, wish-I-could-wear-fewer-clothes-to-work-but-it-would-be-inappropriate hot.
Q. Let’s talk about your hair. How is it?
A. Frizzy. I think my hormonees (pronounced whore-moan-eeeee-s) are a titch out of control. My once smooth hair is frizzy all the time. I’m thinking of just never rinsing out my conditioner and going the greasy route.
Q. Let’s also talk about your pants. How do they feel?
A. Tight. I’m still wearing my pre-pregnancy pants because, well… my pregnancy pants I wrote about several weeks ago haven’t arrived yet. (YAY MEXICO!) Luckily, I buy ultra-super-low jeans. (Think lead-singer-of-Aerosmith/Poison-style-jeans. Cool, eh? YEP.)
Q. Does Mexico do anything lovely for pregnant women? In terms of automobile parking?
A. Why yes! They do. Please see below. And yes, that’s handicap/expectant mother parking.
Q. Have you felt La, La, La, Lila move yet?
A. YES! On Tuesday night I did! She likes to float around (I’m assuming she’s dancing) at the end of the night as we settle in to watch DVR’d stuff. It felt as if it does when your fingertips lightly graze the top of your skin. I’m hoping she’s smooth and flowy – more like Nancy Kerrigan, less like Tonya Harding.
Q. How registering going?
Q. Have you ordered any bedding yet?
A. Um, yes – like 2 weeks ago before I was even sure that the sweet potato (?) was a girl I ordered a fitted sheet, skirt, bumper, quilt and blanket.Why did I like it? Um, it has 3-D dresses on it. See here.
And, here I am. Pregnant. (Before I ate an iota of food.) Yesterday morning. Ignore my bed-head.
Farewell… until next week!