22 Weeks

We've hit 22 weeks, and I feel like I couldn't stand to get any bigger.

Putting on shoes gives me heartburn.
Breathing gives me heartburn.
I basically have to roll out of bed like a big ole whale with a bunch of nice beach goers rolling it back in.

I can't imagine how much bigger I'm going to get.

Ignore Jeremy's laundry, he came in late from the LSU game and I was in no mood to bend over.

Pregnancy Highlights: How Far Along: 22 weeks Size of baby: Baby H is the size of a ear of corn Maternity Clothes: All maternity pants and bras, and Piko tops. Plus whatever of Jeremy's that fits. Gender: Boy Movement: Oh my word! Child needs to take a chill pill. I'm not one to enjoy a roller coaster or even driving over train tracks... my stomach has been in knots from the kicking that I had to pull the car over to puke. He has started jabbing hard enough that it made me jump about 3 times in church Sunday. Sleep: Depends on how much my hips hurt. What I miss: My waist line and bending over. Cravings: really cold fruit and veggies. Pickles, but that's been a craving since I came out of the womb.
Symptoms: Heartburn, and now nausea due to being kicked half to death.

The Piko tops hide the belly well, I thought this was a good depiction of it the other night. That use to be insanely lose on me... not anymore.

Everyone just hanging out listening to Jeremy play music. Gotta get this kid use to the sound early, he might as well pick an instrument now, guitar being mandatory. Drums are a lot more fun than a wood wind though for marching band, can you tell I had drum line envy... I was a clarinet playing majorette.