Hello Second Trimester

We are a third of the way there! Little Baby Mihalek is trucking along nicely. He/she is growing at an alarming rate every week. One week it barely has arms and the next it has eye lids and can hear. I can't keep up with it all! My belly is definitely stretching limits it has never been to before. I have been extremely paranoid about how I look to the rest of the world. I just hear the whispers: "I guess since she got married she thinks she doesn't have to try anymore." "Does she have a mirror in her house?" You know, all the horrible stuff that people are NOT saying about me but I swear I hear. But then this weekend I got redemption!

I was at a store buying the CUTEST necklace and the sales clerk asked me how far along I was. I was so shocked I almost said 33 because I thought she asked how old I was. It doesn't matter that my belly was so swollen from scarfing down a chicken sandwich and an entire basket of fries. She KNEW I was pregnant! I wanted to hug her! I didn't have to beat myself up for eating that homemade donut after all. (Because, WOW, it was delicious and certainly worth the 2000 calories and 43 grams of sugar I am sure I swallowed eating that thing.)

So these days are filled with a growing belly, no more nausea and a whole slew of new and exciting symptoms. The worst are the headaches. Ugh these are horrible. I almost want the nausea back. At least that is over quickly. These things can sometimes last all night. NOT fun! Then there is what my husband affectionately calls "backne"- acne on the back. My back is so broken out right now. It is horrible! I am just thankful it isn't on my face. Chad will hug me and say "Oh honey, your back is so broken out." Thanks for the weather forecast! I am very well aware of the state of my back. A reminder after every hug is not necessary, thank you very much! And I still have heartburn. I won't even go there again. It is still as awful as the last time I complained about it.

My emotions are still very much in working order. Just when I think I have everything under control I get a card from Marie in the mail with the cutest pair of baby nail clippers with it and I just start bawling. Over nail clippers! But it was our first baby present and I just couldn't stop myself. I have them on my bed side table next to the sonogram picture. I am a useless wreck, I know, but please don't say it to my face because I might end up crying on your shoulder for an hour. It just wouldn't be good for all involved.

But it isn't all bad! Our little gummy bear is growing so much and Chad is just the cutest every time it is a Tuesday. That is when we go into the next week of the pregnancy and he is practically running to the computer to see what is new for this week. He will ask me "Do you feel this way because it says you should." And "The baby is the size of a flip phone!" It really is adorable to watch. Especially since I could care less what electronic device our baby is while I am downing a gallon of milk trying to relieve my heartburn. At least one of us is enjoying the week by week moments of it. I am totally kidding. It is all a miracle that is going by so fast. We are doing our best to enjoy every minute of it. Now if I can just skip all these weeks until November so I can see my mother, I will be extremely content!!