"Photoshoot" LOL. In my world that means begging John to take pictures of me "for like one minute" and then he acts like some crazy paparazzi and snaps 500 pictures without really trying to make sure my whole body is in it, or caring if the doorwall is in it, or if it's crooked or not...
But thank you John, I love you. Eventually I/we will figure out how to use this new camera...I did Youtube some tutorials one night and ended up crying and saying, "I just want to be good at everything." HAHA. This could have been called "the crazy update" because seriously, I'm getting crazier and crazier. But I don't think I need to update anyone on that. (Just check my Instagram, lol.)
So let's start with the bump! And no my hair is not red. Although it does look sort of cool, it's just the lights above my head and whatever setting this camera was on. Or because the flash was on...don't know.
But yeah, 20 weeks and 4 days today! I guess this is halfway point, which is NUTS. All of a sudden it's so real. Up until now it's been all fun and guessing games like, "is there a baby in there? Maybe! Who knows!" But now I for sure know she's in there. SPEAKING OF - I felt her kick for the first time the other day! Or punch, I don't know. But I was just watching tv on the couch, eating eggs and my stomach started feeling weird so I started watching it and boom, boom, boom. There she was! I couldn't believe it. Like, she's so small still, right? How is she doing that? Actually, according to my app she's like a small cantaloupe. WHAT!! How "small" are we talking BabyBump????
Not that THIS didn't convince me that she's actually in there, lol. (PS these pictures are so weird. She looks like she has a snout, lol.) We were really excited about this appointment last week and it was cool, don't get me wrong, but we wanted to see her MORE. The tech did all the measurements, which was interesting and all, but she only stopped and let us see her move around for a second and that's what I really wanted to see. But she was definitely moving! She had her little hands up in front of her face the whole time like we had just woken her up and she was pissed, haha. I doubt this has anything to actually do with her personality but now I just imagine her being a feisty little thing. On the way home John goes, "I hope she's a shark." And by that I think he means that he hopes she's...aggressive, lol. I keep telling him though that he's going to have to teach her how to be a strong and confident little lady because I'm so not-sharky. I'm literally the most laid back person on the planet and I also keep reminding him she's going to be a Taurus like me, so not to expect her to be too sharky, haha. (I fully believe in astrology. Taurus to a T over here!)
And with that, I'm going to go into some of my favorite John quotes as of lately. Because they're my favorite and he's killing me.
* Me crying during my work out one morning because it was hard and it was Saturday and I didn't want to do it. Leans over to talk to my stomach, "hey, this isn't my fault."
* After he gets dressed one morning and discovers ONE of his shirts is in the wrong place in the closet. (ONE, lol.) Comes out into the kitchen and nicely asks, "did you stroke out or something??"
* I started dabbling around in a registry a while back (dabbling as in just adding everything, haha) and started showing John some of the things I think we need. Looking at a high chair he zooms in and goes, "why do they always have to be strapped in like they're on a f****** roller coaster??"
But really, I have nothing to serious to complain about. Besides being overly emotional, I'd say this is somewhat of a perfect pregnancy so far. I'm feeling good, still working out six days a week, eating OKAY, sleeping OKAY. My body is definitely changing, which is still hard to accept sometimes, but I know I'm doing the best I can, so I feel good. Up about ten pounds now, boobs are huge (for me), no stretch marks (yet) but I AM noticing some cellulite already which is a bummer considering ALL THE FRICKING LEG WORK I DO, lol, but it's fine. And slowly but surely, all my clothes are starting not to fit, but can't really complain about that either. (Because I get to shop, hahahaha.) So no real problems to report...in fact...this update is actually somewhat boring because I'm not really sure what to say, haha. I always thought I'd be that person that did like weekly updates, but really, not much changes from week to week.
I guess, I could talk about food though, if anyone's interested in that.....
I want all the sweets. Allll the sweets. And all the cinnamon rolls to be specific. I've only had two, but I text John almost every day, "I want donuts." When I go to the grocery store I slowly walk past the section that has all the Pillsbury biscuits and I think about getting some of those take and bake cinnamon rolls...but I know I'd eat THEM ALL. MYSELF. Somehow I've been able to pass them up, but I honestly can't even talk about this right now because it's making me want one, lol. But, yeah. Allll the sweets. Still eating cereal but not quite as obsessed. I keep buying these stupid little chocolate chip cookies that are shaped like animals and meant for kids. They're organic so I stupidly convince myself that they're healthy. But for the most part, I'm doing good. Drinking tons of lemon water. I can't get enough lemon water.
...and this is getting boring again so I'm going to stop, haha. Maybe I'll do like a 25 week update and have more going on then? Or at least a bigger belly to show and some more funny stories from John, haha.