Today, our little orange-sized bean is officially fourteen weeks and two days. I am finally starting to see what will soon grow to be a pregnancy bump more than just pregnancy bloat (hallelujah). I’m starting to need a little bigger pants and have added leggings as a normal part of my weekly wardrobe. At home, it’s all dresses – the looser the better.
I am starting to like eggs for breakfast again and I’ve had more energy to make dinners in the last few weeks. I’m noticing I’ve needed a little less sleep too, however, I’ve grown accustom to 8:30p bedtimes and don’t see this changing any time soon. I love ice water and find myself most thirsty right before bed (which is extremely unfortunate come 12:30a but I’m now used to waking up for middle of the night bathroom break(s) since my first trimester so I won’t be giving this up anytime soon).
The other week, I read a few articles after my heart had been feeling like butterfly wings in my chest for a few minutes. Apparently this is because my body is producing so much extra blood and my heart rate is about 25% faster than usual. This is crazy to me that being so early on in my pregnancy, my body is already experiencing physical changes I can actually notice. I can’t wait for this little bean to keep growing and to finally feel his/her kicks.
On February 21st, we find out the gender and I’m trying not to think about it because when I do, my heart races even faster and I can’t stop thinking about it. I wonder what their little personality will be like and what they’ll look like (even though Daniel and I already decided they’ll have bleach blonde hair for the first few years since both of us did growing up). We haven’t even started on the nursery yet but come February 21st, I know that will be all I can think about and focus on. I have always said that I only want boys; five of them to be exact. But now as this little bean grows, I find myself having less and less of a preference, so long as they’re healthy.
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