Today I had to break down and buy some maternity pants (jeans to be more specific). They're the kind that have that stretchy blue fabric that extends across the belly and holds the pants up, and they're very comfy. I had four pairs of "chubby" pants that I thought would last for a little while at least, because they were purchased at a time when I was a little bigger (than I was just before I got pregnant). But I outgrew one pair and another pair are not the best for snowy climes (and we're going to Michigan for Christmas), so it was time to bite the bullet and get the scary pants.
I'd been so busy this last Friday preparing for our friends Clifford and Ashley to stay with us for a night or two that I didn't notice until Saturday morning that I had finally started to "pop". I was pretty excited and I immediately showed Michael, and we stared in fascinated wonder at the extra bit of belly that wasn't there a day or two before. I'm definitely feeling the tug of the muscles or ligaments on the sides and just under my belly whenever I shift positions while reclining or if I turn to reach for something.
My appetite is picking up too, and I jokingly refer to my new eating habits as those of the hobbits, who reputedly ate 7 times a day. It's the new eating habits that briefly had me wondering how much of the new belly is due to the new eating habits and how much is due to uterine growth. Most of the new weight is in the area of my uterus, however, and that is definitely not my usual pattern of weight gain. All in all I'm getting more excited, and I can't wait for my next appointment (we'll get to hear the heartbeat!).
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