Today I woke up pregnant. I mean whoa belly pregnant! Yes, I am in my 23rd week, but who knew? My tummy wasn't telling! Well, ta-da…the bump is a hump. I am still confused as to how I can go to sleep in one body form and wake up with a completely different one.
I felt my midsection ‘stretching’ as though it was being pulled by a vice all night long. It must be indigestion. When anything happens to your midsection during pregnancy it is always indigestion. Why is nothing digestible while you are pregnant? Anyhow, as my stomach has been pushed upwards, bladder bent in half and rib cage separated the baby made its home. As Adam recites from a favorite movie, “What my baby wants my baby gets…”
What this baby got was me right on out of my ‘regular’ jeans and straight into maternity jeans in a record breaking eight hours. I am in awe that the human body can stretch to ungodly limits in such a short amount of time. Since this is round two of the pregnancy lineup I don’t worry that my skin will become translucent or tear. I do worry that my body will not return to my pre-baby pod days. Then again, that was all before I was thirty. Do I blame the pregnancies or turning the BIG 3-0?
I have realized that much like our children differ, so do our pregnancies. We don’t know what to expect. I admit that I had expectations that this pregnancy would be similar in growth and milestones to when I was pregnant with Kaden. We know what we know and thus this is what we set our expectations to. I have been quickly corrected, for much of this pregnancy is different.
The most significant difference is the baby’s movement. I don’t feel Littlest Rardin move throughout the day, but as soon as I turn off the lights to go to bed the womb becomes the next big dance joint. It is when the (what feels like) Macarena begins. The little one is all over the place. We still don’t feel the moves outside of my body; I am the only one who feels this life. How can an almost 12” fetus not be felt by the outside world? Regardless, it’s evident that there is life in there by my proud growing hump, which greats the world straight on.
Gina Ryan-Eddings Loved IT! Do we get to see a picture, or maybe two, of the baby hump?
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