Bump

I sometimes wonder if I take things for granted with this second pregnancy. Don't get me wrong, it's not like it's "old hat" by now (this is only my 2nd!) and it is not exciting, because it IS. However, it's so funny how truly different the experience has been this go around, and I'm not just talking about the much harder time I have had physically with this pregnancy.

With our first, I read virtually EVERY book Borders had on pregnancy, and "What To Expect When You're Expecting" (aka, The Pregnancy Bible) was my trusty companion. Each week, I would eagerly devour the section in the book that applied to that particular week, noting the approximate size of the baby (they always compare it to items you find in the produce department at the grocery store, why is that?) and what was going on with the baby that week. Once I could finally feel her kicking, I would sit for long periods of time, thoroughly entertained to watch the effect each punch and jab had on my stomach. I rested - LOTS - and I nested more than I realized at the time, preparing lists of things to take to the hospital, lists of things for the nursery, lists of lists, etc.

My, how quickly things change! Rest is out of the picture due to the very active toddler running around our house. I have not once consulted any of the books - I think they are collecting dust in a shopping bag, buried somewhere on a closet shelf. We have not even begun to pick out a name (much to the dismay of those around us), and have not decorated the little guy's nursery. Oddly enough, none of these things stress me out, like they would have the first time around! I'm just taking each day as it comes. And while I still enjoy the kicks that are becoming more and more pronounced, I don't find them stopping me in my tracks like the last time.

One thing I was/am a slacker about in both pregnancies is documenting the "bump". I think I have 4-5 pictures from my pregnancy with Alexandra, documenting my stomach size, but that's it. One true regret I have is not taking a picture immediately before we went to the hospital - maybe I was afraid to see how big I had truly gotten! Denial, it's not just a river in Egypt. So here I am, slacking again with the bump photos. I'm 25 weeks (today) and realized that I have absolutely no profile shots to document the little guy - how terrible is that?! I made sure to take care of this (albeit with a crappy iPhone picture) tonight, so without further adieu, I give you "the bump" (25 week version).



In looking at these pictures, it amazes me how much bigger I look at this point in the pregnancy compared to 25 weeks the last go around. Truth be told, it frightens me a little bit to think that I have quite a bit of time left and how B-I-G I will be by the time February rolls around! Oh well, you've just got to roll with it!