Yesterday I hit my new Pregnant Math Milestone of 25 weeks (which means, still, 5 1/2 months pregnant, I think). Ember is apparently 13 1/2 inches long, but I’ll be interested to see WHERE that even is. The diagrams show all these kids being up and down but based on the way things seem to be going in the stomping-flip-flopping internal world over here, I wouldn’t be shocked if she’s still transverse and low – lounging indefinitely. I can’t blame her. Take it easy, kiddo, it’s only to get more complicated from here. My mom was helpful last night and we used the tape measure to figure out what 13 1/2 inches actually looked like (on me) and it’s entirely possible she’s still just laid out across her current housing situation width-wise.

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I know I’ve spent a lot of time complaining about not FEELING pregnant – well, people, it’s a thing that is finally happening. Although yesterday I could only explain it as feeling “big and weird” – my stomach has turned into a conversation starter instead of an eyebrow raiser, and generally this past weekend I felt super lazy and tired. Luckily, my life is pretty simple at this point and aside from visiting with people, I spent most of the time over the long weekend being snuggly and lazy and logging some quality couch time.

Going to the gym last week and this week has helped me notice that I now have to penguin out my feet a little bit when I crouch to do my deadlifts (hit 215lbs yesterday) or cleans to make room for this growing person’s accommodations. As someone who has spent the past 35 years hiding her stomach, becoming totally comfortable with people walking up laying hands on me has been a surprisingly easy transition. I know some people feel really awkward about it, but knowing that people are excited for me (and that this is hopefully a temporary thing) makes it more than welcome. So if you see me, and you want to lay hands, go ahead. It IS nice when people ask first though – you know, consent is good.

I went at lunch today to tour a nearby daycare that a few of my friends already have their kids in and really liked it. I have another tour tomorrow morning as well but I’m pretty much sold on this first one. Luckily, I’m on THE LIST and have been since May (planner? me? ehhh…) Today I am wearing a less-than-obviously-pregnant dress, so the woman who met me at the door asked if I was expecting. It was nice to still have someone ask, considering I felt like yesterday a tour bus might’ve stopped as I walked into the gym for people to take photos of how very pregnant I had suddenly become. Today it seems to be less obvious, which is also interesting – how different you can feel from one day to the next.

Scale Watch: It looks like I’m slowly waving goodbye to that magical 5lb marker, and sadly for those who are keeping up, my friend at the gym actually LOST a pound this week, so he may be headed for some trouble in the weight gain competition. Especially with this cookie I just bought….