baby bump

Well this is the week the rest of the world realized I was pregnant. My whole body shifted...enough so that when I walked into our Thursday night small group (a group of people I see weekly) everyone stopped and commented that my belly popped out. And then at church on Sunday lots of women came up and said they didn't know before, but they knew now. And, as a friend pointed out, I'm wearing maternity clothes now, which is also giving me away.

This week I popped. And lots has been shifting in my body to make way for the growing belly.  I have a hip that's chronically "asleep" and driving me bananas, enough that I've been to the chiro a few times and now have renewed my Y membership so I can join water aerobics. It's time to get my body ready for another 20 weeks of carrying this baby. (Better late than never!)

I'm feeling fine on the whole, energy is back up from first trimester, though I still have many moments when I tucker out quickly and have to stop to think where my stamina went. I was cleaning out the garage this weekend and realized that I just move slower to get the same amount of things done. One day while trying to prepare the area for our barn to be taken down I thought to myself, "who usually helps me with these sorts of projects?" And then I remembered...oh, the not-pregnant me.

It's fun to to be visible now, it's a miracle to feel kicks on the inside. It's a wonder that even at the times I have forgotten I am pregnant, there is still a little life growing stronger and stronger inside of me. Tomorrow marks 20 weeks, and I'm proud of that. Half-way there, and feeling grateful.