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16 weeks!

How far along? 16 weeks
Total weight gain: I'm up!  Gained a bit more this week; doctor appointment is Friday so we'll see!
Maternity clothes? Embracing my bump and not trying to hide it anymore; still able to wear my regular jeans but am using a hair tie to keep it together!  Maternity leggings are still my favorite thing ever (this week).
Stretch marks?  None 
Sleep:  My hip hurts and it is getting challenging to find a comfy position to fall asleep in.  And I'm still up once or  twice a night to make my way to the bathroom!
Best moment this week: Maybe (???) feeling baby move?  I'm not completely certain, but there's been a flutter or two every now and then... I am so geeked to regularly feel baby move & know that things are okay.
Miss anything?  I miss running, but that's more so because the track at the park is covered in 5 inches of ice.  This week, I really REALLY miss caffeine and the ability to drown my stress with coffee and/or Diet Coke.
Food cravings: Nothing really...
Anything making you queasy or sick? Nothing really.  I'm afraid to say more without having wood to knock on.
Gender: Unknown (though we may find out this week if all goes well... I think we'll find out!)
Labor signs: Hahaha, so n/a
Symptoms: constantly peeing, the bump (!!!), moving slowly....
Belly button in or out?  In (and the idea of it popping scares the shit out of me -- I also fear my scar will burst open and my guts will fall out... rational, I know)
Wedding rings on or off: On.  And loose.
Happy or moody most of the time: Happy, usually, though at times totally overwhelmed!
Looking forward to: Looking forward to Friday's ultrasound appointment and to further researching nursery furniture and (!!) moving things around to make room for this nugget's habitat in the guest room.
Baby is the size of:  avocado (YUM!!!!!)


Working the bump!

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