Onto the Third.

by katelin on December 29, 2017

So apparently I blinked and I’m now in the third trimester of this pregnancy. Sweet actual mercy. I still alter between “holy crap this is flying by” and “holy crap I still have three months left to go” but really, it’s still just weird to me that I’m pregnant. In any case, I figured the third trimester deserved an update similar to when I was pregnant with Riley. So here we go:

How far along? 29 (30 on Sunday) weeks. So sixish months.

How big is the baby? A little over 3 lbs. And apparently the size of a butternut squash (always so weird to me).

Total weight gain: 16 lbs. 90% of my weight gain has probably come from baked goods and candy.
Anxious about: Having another kid. I mean, I know it’s a little late for that. But lately when Riley has been a total terror I just laugh because OMIGOD we’re doing this again. I’m also slightly stressed about reorganizing Riley’s room and closet so we can get out the baby clothes and baby things and somehow magically make all of it fit into his room and our apartment.

Excited about: Meeting this guy in a few months. Baby snuggles. Seeing Riley as a big brother. Taking maternity photos with Lan again next month.

Feeling: Honestly, every day it changes. Sometimes I’m excited, sometimes I’m exhausted, some days I’m stressed about adding another member to our family and some days I’m just so excited that this is really happening.

Exercise: My only exercise these days continues to be chasing Riley around. And going to the park. Or walking at the zoo. I miss my long walks, but alas this toddler doesn’t like to be cooped up in a stroller for too long any more. I really need to start lifting again and get my arms ready for carseat carrying though, ha.


Movement: Usually first thing in the morning and late at night I feel this little guy kicking and turning. I don’t think he’s moving as much as Riley was at this point, but I do also have an anterior placenta which may be hindering some of it, but I do love feeling him move.

Food Cravings: Ramen. Naked Juice Green Machine. Anything sweet.

The other day, unprompted, Riley told me we should name his brother ‘Cheese.’ He also waved to his brother and was talking to him then looked at me very seriously and goes “Mommy, why my brother not talking to me?” Don’t know how to break it to him that his brother won’t be talking to him for a while, ha.

This kid has no name. Nothing has stuck out to either of us. I don’t love anything. And I’m almost afraid that I never will. Naming a person is hard. And I know we’ve got a few weeks to nail this down, but still, AH.

I’ve yet to have any random stranger encounters lately, which is pretty nice. No random belly touches and no absurd comments. Only people I know that share in their excitement and touch my belly whenever because I’m totally fine with it.

All day on Christmas Riley was a wild and rowdy machine and all I could think was “holy crap there’s going to be another here next year.” It was both terrifying and hilarious.


happy weekend!

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