Getting Huge

Last week I felt pretty good with Lincoln taking over my belly. I was having issues sleeping but, I just took more naps to compensate. This week is a different story. Lincoln feels huge. He has officially taken over my rib cage and I swear that I'm just going straight out since I literally had no torso pre-pregnancy. Nathan last night even commented when we were getting ready for bed that, "Seriously Julia, you don't look pregnant from behind. You look the same before you were pregnant." Going straight out has made me super uncomfortable. When I sit on the couch now I have to sit legs open and as far back as I can to make room for my belly. Now I still have about 8 weeks left, give or take, and I don't know how I can get bigger, but I know I will. If my mother's previous pregnancies are any indicator of how big I will get since we have the same bone structure, I'm going to get massive.  Just as an example when my mom was pregnant with my little brother people would ask if she is having twins! Having twins?? He was only 7lbs 11oz! So yes, I am mentally preparing myself and hoping for the best.

In fact, when I went into Raley's the other day to get some stuff for a lunch date with one of my friends the lady at the deli counter asked when I was due and I told her first week of February. She then replied, "Oh wow I thought you were further along." So I know that I'm not going crazy here! Most pregnant women would take offense to this, but I loved that it justified exactly how I was feeling about my self! Also I have learned not to take offense to people commenting on how large you get because its just not worth the stress. Of course you are getting big you have a freaking 3 lb baby inside your belly.

This week I have also developed a ton of water retention. Which I think had to do with my 5lb weight gain from my last appointment two weeks ago! (It might of been the holiday cookies that we made, but honestly at this point I don't care. I still have gained only 23 lbs.) I can't wear my wedding at all any longer, my ankles disappear at points during the day, my face feels fat, and overall I just feel well....squishy. This is a feeling I hate since I have never, ever felt squishy. When ever my body would begin to feel squishy I would just pick up my work out regimen to 2 hours a day versus 1 hour and in about 2 weeks the squishy would be gone. I think I'm just going to have to cope with being squishy for a bit.

Otherwise than me being negative nancy this morning, things are actually going well. Lincoln is healthy and I have strangely developed this idea that he is going to come early and we won't make it to February. Not early enough where there would be complications but for some odd reason I now believe we will have an end of January baby. Not sure why and I'm going to chalk it up to mothers intuition, or the fact that I know by the end of January I will want him out!

Here are some pictures of me hitting the 31 week mark:

Julia