Well, I have made it to the 3rd trimester. I am 28 weeks and M.E. is moving non stop. We went to an ultrasound last week and all the pictures of M.E. have her hands and feet covering her face. So no updated picture this month, unless you want to see hands and feet. The doctor confirmed again for me that we are having a girl (I needed the reassurance). M.E. is now 2 lbs and 6 oz. She does not like to share her space with Robert, or Link. Link doesn't quite care, he takes it as a head massage.
I am constantly hungry. I want to eat non-stop, not to mention I am always thirsty and nothing seems to quench that thirst. Sleeping is proving to be more and more difficult, and poor Robert gets up with me to make sure I am okay and tries so hard to help me get comfortable. My legs hurt and tingle all the time. They are very restless when it comes to sleeping. From lack of sleep, I am so weak and energy less that to fulfill any daily tasks feels like climbing a mountain. Days like this make me more thankful for Robert. He is so helpful and understanding. I really do appreciate him and all he does for me with no complaints.
Now that there is only 12 weeks left until my due date, I am paying more attention to what my body is doing and feeling, trying really hard not to induce any early labor. Taking things easy and trying to take control of my anxiety. I already found a therapist and had my first appointment with her this last weekend. She is dedicated to helping me and has given me affirmations to say when I feel anxiety coming on. She also warned me that I am a most likely candidate for postpartum depression. Which is obviously something I am afraid of, but I need to prepare for how to overcome it. The likely hood of me breast feeding is now very slim, but I prepared myself for that in my first trimester. Sometimes the intuitions I get prove to be correct, so I accept them, and I am thankful for them. If I don't my stress level would sky-rocket when things don't go the way I expect them to. I have to not allow myself to feel disappointment when things are out of my control.