It’s kind of interesting that I’m not talking about this pregnancy that much. I think that a portion of that is that the miscarriages instilled a sense of doom around being too attached to a pregnancy and that’s hard for me to think about. The worst ongoing symptom I have is acid stomach. I have only found one thing that seriously works for it and I can’t use it all the time but I’m glad I have something at all. Otherwise I’m ungainly and slow but doing alright. I’m already starting to have to be very careful how I sit/stand/twist because I’m feeling ‘oh that’s a muscle on the verge of hitting it’s end of range. right’ stuff. It’s festive! If I cook anything elaborate I can’t eat it. I can’t eat things too many times within a week or two period because I seem to have a smell memory that hits my gag reflex if I eat too repetitively. This is inconvenient but not the end of the world. All of a sudden in the last week or two tiny baby moved positions somehow and I can sleep through the night without getting up to pee. I don’t know how that worked out but I am Not Complaining. 🙂

I have less energy than I have when I am not pregnant but I think I hit my version of the mythical energetic second trimester. I get more done in an average day right now than I got done in an average week of Shanna’s pregnancy and I’ve had bursts where I’ve done HUGE projects and that was just never possible with her. I’m enjoying this. 🙂 I’m feeling incredibly stupid. My memory is in the crapper. I have to sit there and chant 5,000 times that I have to do something in a day or I forget. (Like picking Jenny up from the airport today. I am repeating over and over to myself that I have to leave the house at 1:30. I probably should be telling myself when I have to start getting ready or I’ll be late. Oy.) My normal punctuality is even harder than it is just with Shanna. I just move slowly. I have to stop and think about normal habitual actions. It’s not bad it’s just kind of inconvenient some days.

I keep meaning to have Noah take belly pictures. And I keep forgetting. See how this works out? At this point I am starting to outgrow my early maternity clothes (which is why I am doing my best to be quiet about my opinion of other people getting ‘huge’). I was at the grocery store last night and overheard two women talking about how one is due in Mid-June and the other is due in September. The September chick didn’t even look pregnant and the June chick looked how I look at 8 weeks. *sigh* I have gained approximately one pound but my belly is huge. Near as I can tell (angles are hard to judge and all) right now I am about as big as I was at 6 or 7 months last time. I’m 20 weeks so about 4.5 months. I have totally googled if it is possible to miss a twin with a 14 week ultrasound and the belief seems to be that it happens very very occasionally, but not likely. I just get fucking huge. OUTGROWING MATERNITY CLOTHES. Let me just say that again because it irritates me so much. It’s a good thing I’m going to be in the third trimester in the summer because I’m going to have to tie a sarong around my hips and wear a sports bra. Nothing else is going to get around my girth. 😛 It’s a good thing I don’t mind showing off my stretch marks. 😀

Uhhh… I think that’s about it. 🙂