How far along? 23 weeks, 1 day
Total weight gain? 4 lbs.
Cravings? Still peppermint ice cream. Buffalo chicken dip. Thomas cranberry English muffins (OMG so good).
Movement? Ummm, my beloved Bunny is now punching/kicking my bladder. Rude.
Best moment this week: Realizing baby is OVER A POUND in weight and OVER A FOOT in length.
Worst moment this week: Attack of the pregnant-lady heartburn!
Ah yes, 23 weeks. In six days I will officially be 6 months pregnant (excuse me?!) I now catch my reflection in windows and think "yes, definitely expecting." Which means I now alternate between excitement and a teensy twinge of panic. Excitement because baby is getting BIG and FAT and will be making his/her debut sooner rather than later. Panic because -- well, I will soon be BIG and FAT too, plus at the end of this I have to actually go through childbirth? Ummm.
But let's not think about that right now (I'll think about that tomorrow...)