22 Weeks

Told y'all I was behind on my weekly posting, thus, you're getting TWO weekly updates in the same week :)

How far Along: 22 Weeks

Size of the Baby: Spaghetti Squash (11 inches, 1 pound)

Total Weight Gain: +10 Pounds

Maternity Clothes:  Lovin' me some elastic!

Gender: Boy, CALE MICHAEL

Movement: Little guy is becoming a little more active during the day, but he remains to be MOST active after 10pm (taking after his Daddy!)  He gave Alan some good loving last night, we could even watch the footwork spectacular from a far.

Sleep:  My sleep is still great (whenever I'm not having massive leg cramps, more on that later)

What I Miss:  Not a thing

Cravings:  None really. I'm even getting more of a taste for meat again---not saying that I want to go dive into a juicy steak though. I've just been able to incorporate a little more meat into my diet.

Symptoms: Leg cramps :(  Not every single night, but several nights I've had to deal with the most awful muscle contractions in my calves and arches. We're talking wake-you-up-wanting-to-punch-a-hole-in-the-wall -screaming-and-crying awful. I last had them two nights ago, and both of my calves are still extremely tender and sore. From my internet reading and pregnant book research, it appears that this might be a phenomenon I just have to deal with......like a put-your-big-girl-panties-on, welcome to pregnancy.  Some women say to cut out caffeine, some say to cut out salt, some say to eat bananas---but the overall consenus appeared to be: welcome to pregnancy. Weird crap happens to your body. 

Best Moment This Week:  Gettin' some love from my little guy in the form of "love" kicks and punches :)  My sweet husband also made my week. While getting ready for bed one evening, he approached me with a big 'ol hug, stating "I'm so glad you're pretty pregnant."  I don't think he realized how much that simple statement did for my soul this week. Girls can be awful to themselves--you know?! Those days/weeks you sit around and criticize everything about yourself and your life. I really have beat myself up over last week, I've been my own worst enemy. It's all absurd and ridiculous (I know that!), but I found myself in that downward spiral.  I'm not usually one to battle a low self-esteem or self-image, but boy, have I this week?!  He lifted me up with those words, though. I took myself to the hair salon today (thanks, Britt!) to get my nappy roots taken care of, I had a delicious lunch with my mom at Panera, met a great friend for dinner at McAlesters, and treated myself to a new bracelet at a girls-night jewelry party! It was a full day full of little "me things," and I'm going to bed renewed and refreshed tonight. (PS: I'm pretty obsessed with my new bracelet, see below.)

22 Weeks, Pre-Hair Fixin'

It says, "Love my Boys"

with a "H" on one side

and a Sooner Schooner on the other side :)