21 weeks

Well, it's about time I posted again. I need to take another belly picture soon. Can't do it tonight because Greg's working late. The poor guy has a deadline at work. Today, a cold front had come through and brought some snow clouds. We had some flurries this afternoon. There was a couple of times in the afternoon that it flurried heavily for fifteen minutes or so. I hope it snows this winter!

Now, I'm 21 weeks and doing well. I have no complaints. I don't sleep as well as I could but well enough that I'm refreshed for the day. It's definitely nice to have a honeymoon phase of pregnancy and I know so many women who don't have that. I don't have leg cramps, heartburn, backaches, or any common complaints. I know that will come soon enough in the third trimester so I enjoy each day of well-being and energy.

I'm finding that frequency trumps quantity. Typically, anyone who eats a large meal would stay full longer. That's not the case with me. No matter how much I eat in a meal, I usually need to eat about every 4 hours even if I've just stuffed my face in the last meal. I can eat a small meal and it would still last me 3-4 hours. I also realized that even if I don't feel hungry in 4 hours, I probably am. On Sunday, my blood sugar dropped twice and both times, I felt really drained and in desperate need of a nap and my brain was foggy. I had no idea that I was hungry because I didn't feel hungry at all. I need to stop relying on hunger pangs to prompt me to eat. I went about 6 hours on Sunday afternoon without eating except for a handful of grapes and two baby carrots (at a baby shower). I couldn't eat anything else there because of gluten. By the time I was able to get home, I was desperate for food.

The other night, I was lying in bed, ready to fall asleep and I felt Ava Sophia moving pretty actively. I wished, then, that I could bottle up this feeling and open it whenever I wanted to feel this awesome experience. I enjoy every minute of it and usually will tell Greg when she's moving. I know later on in the last month of pregnancy, I'll be less appreciative of a hard kick to my ribs or a punch to one of my organs. The last couple of days, she had been pretty quiet and chill but today, she was active all morning and most of the afternoon. She kicked pretty often during my class. Now, as I type this post, she's not moving at all. She's probably resting so she can start kicking me awake at 10 pm tonight. :-)

We'll post another picture soon!