Sunday, June 12, 2011
They say she'll steal my beauty
Wednesday marks 24 weeks, and that's viability week baby! And let me tell you, this baby reminds me of her viability and LIFE every day! I thought boys would be more active in the womb, but I was oh so wrong. Our Little Miss here likes to kick me all day and night. I go to sleep with her pattering and am woken up extra early by her thumps on my bladder. I'm convinced she wants me to start thinking about ballet classes now!
Baby girl also has an appetite! I gained 2 pounds in one week. For those of you who don't know, that is not normal nor recommended. What's that little one? You want Chipotle again this week? Not-a-problem. I've also been told, by some well-meaning people I suppose, that my hips are much bigger this time around. Thanks for that, well-meaning people. The picture above is actually from 22.5 weeks. As you know, we're in the midst of moving and this was the last shot I got. Poor #3. Her mama is just not keeping up with the weekly belly shots.
It was so much easier the first time around, when I didn't have to worry about babies knocking over the camera or toddlers trying to get in on the photo shoot. When I actually had my hair and make-up done everyday and could look decent for a picture instead of waiting weeks on end for a "good day" when I'm okay with having my image captured for all eternity. When I felt young and full of life and not old and tired and creaky. Yes, it was so much easier then...
Since baby girl had herself a bit of a growth spurt last week I finally fit into most of my maternity clothes. And I got a little excited when I pulled out the summer wardrobe. I had forgotten how much I love summer baby bumps. How much less frumpy you feel when you can show off your skinny parts - neck, arms, ankles (well, for now!). How just a bit of sun can help out with that motherly glow. And yes, in case you're wondering, I did color my hair. It's gotten so dark since having my boys, and I knew there wasn't enough free hours in the day for the sun to lighten it, so I took matters into my own hands. At first I didn't like it, but either it's fading or beginning to grow on me, because now I don't mind it so much. And someone remarked yesterday that the "sun has really lightened my hair!" So I figure - mission accomplished. And I need all the help I can get, because if you haven't heard, baby girls steal their mother's beauty. Google it, it's true.
That's really all I know. I've been hearing it for years now and have lived in dread of carrying a baby girl for that very reason. But what I really want to find out, is do they give it back? Please baby girl. Yes, mama is tired, and busy taking care of your brothers, and doesn't always have time to fix hair and primp eyelashes and take cute pictures so that you'll remember for all time. But I am trying. And we all know it's what's on the inside that counts. And what's on the inside is a growing baby with a healthy appetitie. So I promise to keep you well-fed. More tacos? Not-a-problem.