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20 Weeks

Weeks are flying by. I can't believe it but I am halfway through my pregnancy! That's insane. It's making me feel like I should be doing stuff (I probably should). Birthing classes or something? paperwork? I read a few books at the beginning, but they were mostly funny books about peeing yourself and such.

Well the past few weeks have seen some belly growth for sure. A couple of those weeks were spent in Hawaii eating all sorts of delicious food, so some growth has been of the fat variety. Babby got his/her share of delicious treats... yes especially desserts. I am not typically a huge sweets person (salty in taste and disposition), but Hawaii had the BEST desserts. They're all coconut and tropical fruits and macadamia nuts. There is a local candy bar made in Maui called WowWee which comes in the BEST flavors. The cuisine focuses highly on local fare, seafood and super foods, so unlike our usual trips to restaurants where our only vegetarian choices are carbs with dairy, we were eating an enormous amount of fruit and vegetables (and tofu). Much of the food is Japanese inspired, and there are also a lot of hippies living on Maui and they like their veggies. One drawback of this is the Maui Onion, which was in EVERYTHING WE ORDERED.  I like the flavor of onion, but it doesn't agree with my tummy, especially in large quantities. Tim and I created huge discarded onion piles during most of our meals. I feel like I ate a ton of food, but I also feel like I ate nutritiously, so that's good for Babby.

So this happened on the big island:

yep, my giant pregnant boobs caused me to pop my top while I was applying sunblock to my legs. Luckily, we were in the hotel room when it happened, because this bikini top didn't even have a neck strap at the moment, if you know what I mean. The ladies wanted freeeeeedoooom!

I wonder what Babby thought of all the strange movements and noises during the travel days. It is not fun to fly while pregnant, I am just glad that I wasn't super pregnant or it would have been way worse. Despite this, there were a MILLION pregnant women on Maui. They were seriously everywhere. It makes sense, because other than the long flying times, its a pretty perfect place to go on vacation if you're pregnant. At first I thought I was going to miss out on some of the adventure-y parts of the trip because of Babby, but I think I did a lot more than most of the tourists. For the most part, the resorts we stayed at were packed with people, but the destinations we visited during the day were not busy at all. I was proud to be the only pregnant woman spelunking through a lava tube! Feel free to check out our vacation photos.  There is also a bump picture mixed in for 18 weeks. I am making a scrapbook thing as well but it is taking forever.

Well the trip came to a close and we were preparing to leave Hawaii. We got on our first flight at 11am Kona time, knowing we would not be arriving in Columbus until 9am the next day. BUH! Additionally, our ultrasound was at 12:15 the morning we got back. It had been a good 24 hours since we'd slept when we got to the doctor. I fell asleep in the waiting room, and also on the examination table thing waiting for the doctor to come in. Well, Babby wasn't asleep! It came into view doing all sorts of acrobatics/contortions. It was moving around so much, I couldn't believe that I wasn't able to feel it. The doctor told me I have an anterior placenta, which means its at the front of my uterus. This isn't an issue, but it can make it take longer for me to feel kicks and movement. Apparently the placenta moves around throughout the pregnancy? creepy.  But she said that it will probably move up and out of the way by delivery time. So we successfully made it through the ultrasound without finding out the sex of the baby. The photos we got crack me up. The first one here is a side view of a leg. The second one is so strange, it looks like a demon lemur baby with a pot belly. The last two are still views of the front of the head, but it looks much more like an alien than a demon lemur. You can also see a hand under the baby's chin in the third picture. Ultrasounds are weird because sometimes you are seeing the outside of the baby's body and sometimes you are seeing internal stuff like bones and organs, and they mix all together at points.



Babby's growth is right on track, I'm told. It looks pretty happy in there, so I guess he/she enjoyed Hawaii. My doctor also asked me to try stopping my anti-nausea medication to see how that goes. So last Saturday I skipped my pill. Aaaaaaand... it was horrible. By the afternoon I was extremely nauseous and having terrible heartburn, and in the evening I was throwing up every half hour, and back on only being able to eat plain cereal and dry toast. On Sunday, I took my pill again. I guess I'm not ready yet. I am also still struggling with terrible coughing and snottiness, and heartburn. But I would say I have slightly more energy than a few months ago, and I am sleeping a little bit better too.

I am trying to stick with "The Bland Diet" to control heartburn: grains and plain fruit and vegetables (no citrus, tomatoes, onions or garlic), nuts, eggs, beans, rice, etc... But man, wouldn't that rice and beans be good with some hot sauce, and wouldn't it be lovely to have an Ice Capp to perk me up a bit?!? BOOM heartburn for the rest of the day.


I just noticed it looks like there are weird lines on mah belly but its just mirror streaks. That freaked me out.


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