How far along: 33 weeks
How big is baby: I’ve read the size of a jicama, or the weight of a dorian fruit, and I have decided that our grocery stores are not giving us enough produce options because I have no idea what either of those are
Best moment of the week: Getting to be part of the interview process for my mat leave replacement. I feel for our HR department — there are 7 of us going on mat leave within weeks of each other. Why, yes, it was the coldest winter on record since 1898… why do you ask?
Food cravings: All things sweet. And of course, I ran out of watermelon, strawberries and raspberries — the “treats” I allow myself — before the weekend started. Fortunately, I happened upon a sale on cherries… all is now good in the world.
Symptoms: Oh my goodness the migraines. I know that they are VERY short lived in the grand scheme of things, especially now that I know the warning signs and how to treat them (See fuzzies. Take 2 Tylenol. Drink as much water and eat whatever food seems palatable. Take a walk. 30 minutes later I’m “fine”… but fully expect to spend the evening sleeping on the couch). But, knock on wood, it’s been a record number of days since the last one, so maybe I’m doing something right!
Gender: In fetus form, definitely male. But when I think that this fetus will be a baby in the next 5-9 weeks, I picture a girl.
What I’m looking forward to: We have a busy couple of weekends coming up, with out of town family and friends visiting, and also giving our in town family and friends an excuse to visit as well.
What I miss: Being allowed to smile without social commentary. I can’t really complain about this one too much but I feel definitely weird because this week everyone is commenting: “Oh wow, you must be doing well! You’re so smiley!” I’ve always been smiley. Even when I’m having a bad day, I know how to put a smile on, so I’m weirded out when people suddenly expect this huge personality alteration to take place. That being said, I am rocking the third trimester. Everyone told me that the 2nd trimester was the best, but honestly, I’m not minding the third. It’s got it’s challenges — like some maternity clothes no longer fitting, the heartburn, the ease with which I tire — but I’ve finally figured out my limits, and why it’s important to stick with them.
Husband perspective: (on the doctor suggesting this kid is on schedule to be born on time or possibly early) “Our kid will be George Michael punctual, amazing on the wood block!” (Context)