Baby Update: 26 weeks.

26 weeks today people!! Look at that belly. Oh and sporting the maternity jeans (helooo fall). 

I was all excited that I could finally say that I was 6 months pregnant but I guess there is some debacle over the subject on google over how many "said" weeks actually equals "said" months. Supposedly there are many different ways to measure a pregnancy--who knew-- and all the mommy forums which seem to be the only source say 26 weeks equals 6 1/2 months and some even say 7 months. And then there is that whole thing about full term really being 42 weeks. Umm what? Are there any other soon to be mamas confused by this way of counting. It should be wayyy simpler if you ask me. But I guess I'll just stick with the weeks. 

So with 26 weeks down, the fact that we only have 14 more to go (or should I say more), is so surreal. 14 weeks doesn't sound that far down the road. And we couldn't be more excited. 

This little guy has been growing and moving like crazy in the past few weeks. In between 20 weeks and 24 weeks, baby boy and my ever growing belly hit a growth spur of some massive proportions and at our 24 week check up the doctor flipped when I measured 3 weeks earlier than my original due date. That means that there is a possibility that baby boy could come on his mama's birthday! Exactly 3 weeks prior to January 6th (his original due date) happens to be December 16th-- not only my birthday but my mama's birthday as well. As cool as it would be to have 3 generations born on the same date, not to mention meet our little man earlier than expected, it could have just been a fluke and the doctor will confirm if the due date needs to be changed at our next appointment. That doesn't mean we're not crossing our fingers over here.

Other than that, baby boy's kicks have gotten extra hard lately and it's not unusual to see me jump and flail about like a crazy lady when he does. Now if only he could try to keep it soft in there when mama's falling asleep, but we are working on it... train them early right? 

Now whether I'm 6, 6 1/2, or 7 months pregnant (someone please help me out here) I'm loving being pregnant with this little guy. Yes, I'm still sick from time to time and that sciatic nerve of mine is giving me a run for my money but I wouldn't change this for anything. Also, I've found the key to masking the inconveniences of pregnancy is to stay busy, busy, busy! Lately, it's been with working, being trying to be an awesome wife, and picking out.... duh, duh, duh: strollers. 

Now strollers are a whole other story for another day.