22 Weeks


I don’t feel like exercising. I just want to not exercise.

I have been having epic, multi-scene dreams this trimester. One really urked me, I kept thinking about it all day: Zombies and Carnage and such. Ew. Like the Walking Dead only weirder.

I have to pee all the time. There is one move we do in Mother-Daughter Hip Hop…I have had to severely modify it or else I will pee Every. Single. Time.

Even though I continue to battle the thick mucus in my lungs and nasal cavities, watching some Christmas Eve home videos this week reminded me of how much healthier I am now, so I am not complaining, but man it’s disgusting.  My skin is still fine, I think at this point with Lolly my rosacea had started.

I have had a few days of bad eating…too many sweets.  I’m up about 10-15 pounds depending on where you start counting (my skinny weight, or my 5 pounds up from that, less skinny weight–don’t we all have a 5 pound fluctuation?)….that’s too bad.  I hope I don’t pass 35 pounds…I think that’s what I gained with Lolly.

No matter, I just feel pretty huge if left to think on it.  I am happy with some options I have scared up for dressing this month, but love my jammies the best!

3 Responses to 22 Weeks

  1. When I was pregnant, I had a dream that we we’re being attacked by cat people (like Thunder Cats) and as I was running for my life through a tunnel, you jumped out of a trench and took out the person chasing me. Then you showed me how to defend myself, which was good, because I then discovered an army of zombies the cat people were growing.

    Ah, hormones!

  2. If I watch the Walking Dead right before bed I dream about Zombies everytime. I too am pregnant so, maybe that is why….lol Needless to say, I really try not to watch it right before I sleep. Zombies dreams are just never pleasant :)

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