In good news, we've officially hit our second trimester but in bad news, I have a million more weeks to go. It's not that I'm feeling miserable or anything but those who know me know that I'm anything but patient. I just want to meet our baby. All I ask is health for our child. It doesn't matter if the baby turns out to be a boy or girl... we will be happy. But I've just got to say that this 9 months deal is really testing my patience. On the bright side, at least I'm only human and not an elephant! :)
So what's on my mind these days? Well, I'm amazed at how accurate the internet sites/books are about symptoms one may feel during so and so week. I remember right around 13 weeks, a site mentioned "stabbing pains" to be felt this week. Sure enough, I felt the stabbing pains (though I have to admit, I've never actually been stabbed (knock on wood) but I guess if I were to be one day (again, knock on wood), this is how it would feel?) and it's continued since. Sometimes it's the infamous stabbing pain while other times, it feels more like muscle spasms. For sure, I can feel stretching going on in muscles I never knew existed. Funny thing is the only way to feel better is to help it stretch even more by bending my back backwards. Let's just hope I don't end up as big as a whale because I'm so complacent. Everyone's anxious to see how big I get because of my "normal" size. Stats: I've gained 2 lbs and there is definitely clear signs of a bump. Guess only time will tell.
