Hey there, love nugget.
Week 22 is already coming to a close. I swear, the weeks move so quickly, they’re beginning to blend in with one another. Resembling a papaya, you’re almost a full pound and from what I’ve read, you’re beginning to look like an actual baby now.
I’ve noticed that the force of your kicks and elbow jabs has changed a bit this week. I still feel you moving around in there multiple times a day but rarely get those strong punches I was growing accustomed to feeling. I read an article that said you may have switched positions where you’re now facing my back which would explain the change. Assuming that’s the case, I’m hoping you switch back soon because I miss the consistent reminder that you’re in there and seeking attention from your mama.
On Saturday night, we had quite the party for your Nona’s birthday and mama did a little dancing and a lot of walking around in really high platform shoes (this should explain this week’s candid belly shot). I also played photographer and found myself crawling around on the granite floor to capture the “just right” shots of your Nona and all her friends. Between all that activity and a full night sleeping on an air mattress, I woke up feeling like I was completely broken. My back ached, my legs had cramps, and my shoulder is tingling. I think it might be time for me to introduce myself to the wonderful world of prenatal massage.
You, my darling, were a trooper though. I think the music must’ve lulled you to sleep because I barely felt a thing until I laid down in bed that night. Of course, that’s when you decided to wake up. Fortunately, I was so tired I slept right through your nocturnal movements.
On another note, I’m finding that I’m having serious commitment issues this entire pregnancy. I’m incredibly indecisive when it comes to, oh…pretty much everything. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve cooked dinner only to sit down and one bite in decide that I’d much rather be eating a PB&J sandwich.
My latest problem has been with your nursery though. I selected a color scheme and scoured the internet for inspiration but when it came time to pull the trigger and actually begin creating your nest, I started having second thoughts. Fortunately, your Nona has agreed to spend the day after Thanksgiving with me rummaging through fabric stores, paint shops, and baby boutiques to help me “fine tune” my vision so we can actually get started. I have no doubt that you’ll have the most perfect little room a girl could ask for…once I finally make up my mind on how it should look that is. Stay tuned for more updates on how this will all play out.
Other than all that, life is grand. The holidays are upon us which means the next couple of months will fly by and then it’s all about waiting for you to arrive. I can’t wait to meet you and begin the wonderful experience of memorizing all of your features, smells, sounds, and looks.
I love you, sugar.