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Yesterday marked the beginning of week 25 in this pregnancy.  There’s not much change from last week in the way I look or feel, except that as the weather keeps getting hotter and more humid, I’m spending a lot more time standing on AC vents in my spare time.  The energy from early pregnancy is dissipating and I find myself with a seemingly insatiable desire to lie down from time to time.  I had my 24 week appointment at the OB last week and I was told that if I hadn’t heard anything by Friday I would know I was in the clear for Gestational Diabetes and Anemia (I didn’t, so apparently I am).  Aside from that, everything is going like gangbusters.  On with the pictures.

Week 25 in my pregnancy with Liam (You’ll be glad to note that I’m fully clothed in this week’s shot.  Also, this is the first picture that I feel is pretty close to comparable (in terms of stance and pose) to the pictures we’re taking this time.  I don’t feel like there’s much change here from the previous week, but that matches my current pregnancy since I don’t feel like there’s much change this time from last week’s picture, either.):

Week 25 in this pregnancy (The only difference from last week being that the level of exhaustion seems to be showing up increasingly on my face…):

Adios, muchachos.

Saturday marked the beginning of week 24.  My breathing is a bit better (in no small part due to medication) and I had one good night’s sleep on Saturday night, so I consider that a win.  My major symptom lately is that I cannot stop baking.  Now, at least I have the good sense to eat one serving and then send the rest to work with Matt, but it’s almost compulsive at this point.  Liam thinks it’s great because he loves “helping” me (he’s still young enough that I get away without ever giving him any of what I’ve made and he’s forgotten about it by the next morning if I hide it away and make no promises).  I’m sure people at Matt’s office are beginning to wonder what my problem is, exactly…Anyhoo, on with the pictures.

Week 24 in my pregnancy with Liam (This week I’ve included two shots, because it feels like neither one is really comparable to my picture from this time, but at least you can get a mental picture after looking at two shots.  Also, I couldn’t get the red-eye out of one of the shots, but that may be because I was mentally shooting daggers out of my eyes at that point, so no computer fix is going to help the situation.  Also, I apologize for the bare tummy.  Why I thought this was a good idea, I don’t know (although I make no promises that it won’t happen again, since sometimes it’s just the most impressive way to show how I’m feeling…my guess is that last time I thought I was pretty impressive at this point…I had absolutely no clue about what was to come.):

Week 24 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (aside from the fact that this was taken at around midnight after a lot of driving therefore rendering me completely exhausted, I think that this looks pretty much identical to last week’s shot):

That’s all I’ve got.

Yesterday marked the beginning of week 23.  While last week brought the re-introduction of the pregnancy pillow, this week brought its removal.  My hips and knees still ache when I sleep, but a flatter pillow seems to work better for the time being, and I don’t feel quite so much like I’m being eaten alive by my bedding.  The acid reflux continues to be a problem, but we’ve upped my meds and I’m working very hard to eat smaller amounts (i.e. if I eat one flax seed too many I can’t breathe — I have a lot of incentive to succeed here…).  I’m starting to feel more tired more quickly, which concerns me, because I have too many things left to do before my energy goes away.  Something tells me my opinion doesn’t seem to matter for much on this one.  I’m still wearing my rings, but I have ordered a stand-in wedding ring because I’m a realist and I know my time is coming…Anyway, on to the pictures (we’ve got a bonus shot this week):

23 weeks pregnant with Liam:

A classic Matt picture (holding the camera out in front of us) reveals that from above I still look semi-normal at this point (look how excited and clueless we were!):

A head-on shot reveals that the-girl-who-ate-Shannon is definitely coming into being (and I left out the shots that Matt sent me of my bare belly and an oh-so-attractive shot of my backside while doing dishes– no one needs to see that at this point):

Week 23 in my pregnancy with Baby Girl (I don’t see much change from last week, but I know that the space between my chest and my belly that used to reveal my ribcage is slowly disappearing…):

And that’s the news from Lake Wobegon.

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.