Saturday, February 27, 2010

We are viable!

24 weeks... We are officially viable!

Baby girl officially has lung sacs now, and while they are not fully developed, if she were to be born today she'd have a 20-30% chance of survival. Not terrific, but better than the 0% chance she had previously.

We had a brief moment of pause yesterday when I began contracting painfully in the morning and didn't stop for most of the day. Baby girl did NOT enjoy all the activity at home and punished me by not moving for most of the day. Fortunately, after some water and rest, things settled down and she resumed her usual kick-boxing activity on my sore tummy that night.

Here's another picture to keep the public satisfied and coming back for more.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Where, oh where, has my belly button gone?

Where, oh where, could it be?

For the record:

18 weeks - belly button went completely flat
22 weeks - belly button went from an "innie" to an "outie"

Just another subtle reminder that my body will never again be the same.

In other news, Baby Girl is the size of a papaya this week (1.2 lbs, 8 inches long). She has taken to using her body parts to push as hard as possible on my uterine wall and the structures immediately attached (such as my stretching ligaments and almost-continuously-full bladder). These body parts manage to visibly bulge their way out of my abdomen and I find myself either a) trying to hold her up off my spasming ligaments/bladder or b) poking her little butt/head until she pulls it back in and the rock-hard bulge in my side disappears.

Baby Girl also moves constantly. Jim can almost always feel her move and kick when he touches my abdomen. She dances and kicks and moves regardless of the time of day or the level of activity I am doing. This makes me think she might be a mover and a shaker, and not so much the calm, cuddly baby I am hoping for.

22 weeks also marks the official use of the term "cranky pregnant one" to describe me at work. I have been hard at work towards this title for the past 16 weeks, and finally succeeded today when my coworkers simultaneously voted to keep the students/nice patients/doctors we actually like away from me so I don't eat them.

Have I mentioned how fun pregnancy is?