on a similar note. i finally am feeling movement of the nugget. mostly i have to be sitting/laying down and very still to feel anything. but there are definite things happening that can only be described as a person doing backflips inside of you. G was even able to feel the belly move one time.
it is also becoming practically impossible for me to resist the impulse to refer to the #rowenugget by the gender. we are telling our immediate families this weekend so after saturday we'll be able to say "him" or "her" to errbody.
obviously there is no hiding the bulge. except sometimes it could still be mistaken for plain old fatness. especially because i believe that my hips and my face are joining the plump party. at the gym i want to be like, "i'm not just fat!" and "i'm exercising while pregnant, excuse my twenty pee breaks!". because regardless of what the commercials say, it is not a judgment free zone.
on a serious note, in general i am really struggling with gaining weight/looking large and in charge. it is not my favorite aspect of pregnancy by any means. i know some women really love looking pregnant and having a round belly. i just want to be like a size 2 forevvvaaa. and it's basically crushing my dreams and bringing to light all my control issues to have to let that go.
baby size: the internet becomes more and more inconsistent. anywhere from 7ish-10ish inches "head to heel" and 10-13 ounces.
weight gain: according to the gym scale, which is notorious for its inaccuracy, i have gained about 7-8 pounds total
craving: the only thing i want on the reg is ice cream. however, i'm not eating ice cream every day so i consider this nutrition success.
can't even: birth. i mean. i don't want to do it. like not even remotely excited about it.
loving: calling the nugget by name. it is seriously starting to feel like a decent and lovable human being instead of a vindictive alien.