Yesterday marked the beginning of week 22. The only major developments are the reintroduction of the pregnancy pillow into our lives (and into our bed) and acid reflux. Lots and LOTS of acid reflux. I wheeze. I cough. I can’t breathe. I can’t eat very much at one sitting for fear of the wrath of the burning esophagus. At this point I’m just doing everything I can do without taking any more medication and we’ll see what the midwife says at my next appointment. Now, on to the pictures!
Week 22 in my pregnancy with Liam (It looks like the morphing from Shannon to whale has begun here. I can see that I’m already wearing my rings on a necklace around my neck and I look (and probably felt) completely exhausted. I am reminded that I ought to break that dress out again soon, though…)
Week 22 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (Aside from knowing that I was toast when this picture was taken, I think things are still looking fairly positive. Now the countdown begins to see how long I can wear my rings on this go ’round.)
Over and out.
Looking good!