week 27

so weeks 24-25 were pretty much the best ever. i mean. sleep is elusive and laying down is still pretty much THE WORST. but for a solid two weeks i was all like, "aww this isn't so bad" and "i love that she's so safe and warm in my tummy". in a moment of weakness i even mentioned to G that i might someday be willing to venture down this road again.

fear not. it was just a phase. i'm back to being ambivilent about pregnancy on the best day and totally over it on the reg. i credit this to all of you and your big mouths. lately all anyone can talk about is how round, large, big, and pregnant i look. thank you, people of the world, for pointing out to me on a daily basis that i am "way bigger" than i was a few short weeks ago. i love being told i'm fat, don't you?

forgive me, father if i have ever commented to a pregnant lady on the size of her bump. save me from future transgressions of the same. i have learned my lesson tenfold.

since i haven't exactly been on the top of my game with posting, how about a quick 2 week recap?

at 26 weeks, the #rowenugget was 13.5-14.5 inches "head to heel" and 1.5-2 pounds, the size of a head of lettuce!

 

 

baby size: this week, we are only marginally larger still at about 13.5-14.5 inches "head to heel" and at 2 pounds(ish), the size of a head a cauliflower.

also of note, this is the beginning of the end! hello, final trimester! this week the baby is considered viable, meaning she could live outside the womb (although not without a lot of complications and risk). her heart rate remains pretty speedy, further perpetuating the notion that girl nuggets have faster heart rates than boy nuggets. she was a cool 145 bpm last week at the doctor.

speaking of hearts, my little heart has been quite tender as of late. basically, everything hurts my feelings and makes me cry/whine/cry some more. so if you happen to witness me randomly burst into tears, don't worry. it's totes cool.



weight gain: 13-14 lbs.

craving: i still prefer sweet to salty most of the time, which remains the total opposite of my normal non-pregnant self.

can't even: greeting me with "wow!" instead of "hello" "hey you" or any other normal person greeting. note: the exclamation is usually accompanied by eyes the size of plates transfixed on my middle region.

loving: watching G transform from normal dude into overprotective dad. sometimes this falls into the "can't even" category because it feels like he's transforming into MY overprotective dad. but he loves our little nugget and wants the very best for her.