The pregnancy feels like its the longest ever. I'm at week 17 which, according to some, means I could start feeling little squidlet move. It also means I'm deep into second trimester, but not yet halfway through the whole song and dance. Squids can probably hear my voice and heartbeat, and could well be sucking a thumb right now.
My nausea has settled a lot and I am finding out just how much I am up for. More fluids today as I was starting to feel gross and wanted to nip that quickly. This means 4 hours laying on a bed with a needle in my hand. Sometimes I feel worse after the fluids, sort of seedy. But a couple of days with the juices in my system I'm better than ever.
I went shopping with mum for maternity wear. I'm not sure what I thought would happen previously, maybe your wardrobe would transform or maybe you could make do with maxi dresses. Anyway an hour in two department stores saw me right. I came across the bonds bumps label which I love. I made a happy purchase of two long skirts, two dresses, yoga style pants and some singlet tops. The latter are already too small. I am dreading a maternity bra fitting but it's looking all too real and necessary.
Strangely this doesn't seem real. Maybe the first kick will help. I am popping out a bit, but this just seems uncomfortable and also the reason for the shopping trip.
What is becoming common is daydreaming of food. Especially during the fluid stints. I pinned a nice looking poppy seed lemon loaf on Pinterest but tried to ignore all the cinnamon scroll recipe variations- pie crust, pull apart bread, etc. It hasn't worked though, I'm really hungry for baked goods. Cravings??!