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17 weeks!

How far along? 17 weeks
Total weight gain: I'm up!  Gained a bit more this week; must be right on track as Dr G hasn't yelled at me or anything... yet.
Maternity clothes? Wore the belly band to work a few days this week & enjoyed the extra room!  Maternity leggings are still what I like to call "the shit."
Stretch marks?  None but sweet baby JESUS does my skin itch.  ALL OF THE TIME.
Sleep:  Improving & a few nights a week, I even sleep through the night!!
Best moment this week: Our ultrasound on this past Friday was fun :)  Seeing how much Baby Porch has grown is INSANE.  
Miss anything?  Not really, though we went out for dinner on Sunday with my family & both places we stopped at had AMAZING beer menus!  Can't wait to return post-pregnancy!
Food cravings: Baby Porch & I are not likely to turn down French fries though I'm beginning to think it's the ketchup we're in love with...
Anything making you queasy or sick? Nothing really.  I'm afraid to say more without having wood to knock on.
Gender: Unknown 
Labor signs: Hahaha, so n/a
Symptoms: The bump is growing!  Moving slower...
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 Happy Happy!  We're working on the nursery & I am loving having the energy to come home and do something besides sleep or lay on the couch.
Looking forward to: Furniture delivery on Saturday!  I can't wait to see it in the room & start thinking about what we want the nursery to look like!!
Baby is the size of:  an onion (onions have layers, just like ogres) 


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  1. Ashley SandersonMarch 6, 2014 at 3:44 PM

    I have that same top and LOVE it! I wear it all the time! Target is the place to shop for maternity clothes :)

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