Some say the second trimester starts at 12 weeks. Some say it starts at 14 weeks. There are even a few who say that it starts in the 13th week. I've never understood why there is this varied definition.
However, any way you decide to slice it, I am now officially in the second trimester of this pregnancy.
My belly has definitely grown some, but I seem to have "big belly days" and "small belly days". I despise "small belly days" and today is one such day. My husband thinks I'm nuts, but I swear there are real variations on a day to day basis. When my belly seems smaller, I find it discouraging – almost like all the growing progress I've made takes a few steps back. Silly, I know.
D has been taking weekly "belly pictures" of me every week and as soon as I feel like there is a real noticeable and substantial belly enlargement to be seen, I will post the series.
I am impatiently waiting to feel Scrappy move - and I think I *might* have felt something a couple of times already. I know it's probably way too early, and I'm trying to keep that in mind. I can't wait until I get to feel our little one moving and kicking all the time. Other than that, nothing new to report for this week, really. I've had a two day hiatus from the heartburn I was having, so I'm not sure what's going on there.
My friend L gave birth to a perfect baby boy on Friday evening. We went to see them yesterday and I must admit, I was overwhelmed. Their son is beautiful, breathtaking. It was surreal to think that we're going to have one of those of our own soon. It was love at first sight and I don't know how I managed to leave without trying to steal him and take him with us.
I can't wait until we have our baby. I CAN'T WAIT. I am SO excited. August cannot get here soon enough.