My belly is getting bigger by the day. I can feel baby boy shakin' his groove thang every single day.

He's probably dancing to this Black Eyed Peas song because it has been my new favorite (although Justin might insist that his son is rocking out to his current fav by Temper Trap) =)
And big sissy can only cuddle with me at my side because of the basket ball that is in the way. Ha. Pregnant bellies are comical to me.


I have my 6 month appointment coming up this week. Sciatica has been bothering me on some days, and by nighttime I'll be limping along. Warm, hot showers have helped ease the pain a little bit. My weight gain has been pretty much on track even though on some days it feels like I weigh a lot more than I should. I'm not really concerned about it because I know I will eventually lose it like I did with Moriah. No, I won't be wearing my pre-preggo jeans soon after like some people can, but I will get there soon enough.
With Moriah, I did not read any baby books because I knew my experience was going to be very different, and that we were going to be in the hospital for a while. I didn't want to have any idea of what things "should" be like, and feel bad because that is not how it would happen with her...so I just stayed away from preparing-for-baby-type books altogether.
I think it's going to be a very different experience this time around, and I have been reading up on as much as I can. I feel like I won't know what to do with baby boy! Ask me how to start a feeding pump, vent the g-tube, or work an oxygen tank and I'll be fine. I don't know anything about breastfeeding, burping, or not having to deal with some type of cords being in the way. I know we will learn as we go along, but as far as baby experiences go, it will be like comparing apples to oranges...then again, I know that no child is alike, and I'm sure that's how it is for a lot of parents...







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