Well, I’ve reached that awkward point in my pregnancy where it looks like I’m starting to get a beer gut. My stomach definitely wasn’t convex this early in my last pregnancy, but I guess that’s to be expected in a second pregnancy. I haven’t technically gained any weight yet but I’m sure there are things moving around (i.e.: bye-bye muscle, hello baby fat). Oh well. At this point in my last pregnancy I had already gained about 5lbs so (I hope) I’m on the right track. I’ve definitely been indulging where I shouldn’t be, though.
The good news is that I had my first baby dream last night!!! I could see the baby perfectly and for a long period of time. It was weird, though, because in the dream Eva was a lot older. My Dad and I were having lunch with her and her new boyfriend. My Dad was sitting next to baby #2, who was a boy in the dream. My Dad leaned over to him and said, “This guy thinks he’s real smooth, doesn’t he?” Hahaha. The baby didn’t say anything but gave a look of agreement.
I don’t know what the dream means, but according to old wives’ tales if you dream of a boy, you’re having a girl (or vice versa). I don’t remember having any dreams with Eva where I could determine her sex (before I found out she was a girl), so I can’t really apply this to my first pregnancy. What about you? Was the old wives’ tale true with you?
|Both of these photos were taken first thing in the morning… By the end of the day (hell, even after breakfast) the belly is way bigger.|