Holy shiz. I cannot believe that I’m at the halfway mark of this here pregnancy, 20 weeks/5 months. Wowzah.
I cannot believe how quickly that time has gone by and how relatively uneventful symptom wise. Yes, I am one of “those”, the lucky ones. No morning sickness (nausea yes a tad, but only on an empty stomach), some tiredness in the beginning, not too much weight gain, so on and so forth. Not to brag or anything, I could all of a sudden be puking my guts out, in an exhaustion coma, and get super fat all in the next half. But fingers crossed, knock on wood, and all that jazz, that the second half is more of the same, just with a growing baby and tummy to show for it.
All in all, I pretty much feel and look like myself. So in some ways the fact that I’m pregnant hasn’t even really registered with me. I don’t seem to connect the fact that there is a baby growing inside of me. It still seems a foreign, out of body experience. I keep hearing that that will all change when I feel the baby kick, which I haven’t yet. Or maybe I have. They say it feels like bubbles and can be mistaken for gas. So I could have felt my future child or a fart coming on, too soon to tell.
I know it’s all going to come fast and furious now. And before I know it I’ll be huge and ready to pop out a living, breathing, PERSON (crazy!) into this world. But I still can’t seem to wrap my head around it. And I probably won’t until the baby is already here.
Oh well, I’ll enjoy my blissful unawareness until then!
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