Is it hot in here, or is it just Mia?

Well folks, we've now crossed that infamous halfway mark and are well on our way into the second half of this adventure. I will be 21 weeks this weekend and I kind of feel like this half is already flying by. Its kind of like when you fill your car up with gas, and you end up getting awesome mileage, so you pretend like on the second half of the tank you can drive just as far as you did the first half, and its like you go 3 miles and you're on empty....thats what it feels like to me at least. Except that my skin still has 4 1/2 months to prove me wrong when ever I think 'its just not going to stretch that big'.

My first 14 weeks , I literally thought someone had figured out a way to stop time entirely. I would run home after work and get so excited about turning the page in my Pregnancy journal to see that my baby now had thumbs! Now, I totally forget that I have a journal until I finally get to sit down on Sunday. But honestly, by then, I'm so tired from the week, that I dont really care that she has hair folicles....wait, I mean, I care, but with Dan as her father, I assumed the best when it comes to her hair regardless of what my journal says. I think now, that this kid is doing her little tap dance routines on my organs at all hours of the day and I make a funny grunting noise when I have to sit down or get up (noises I was pretty sure you had to be 85 and have a replacement hip to make), I don't need to know what's going on as readily as I did in the beginning....because I am always very aware that there is a human growing inside me.

I just finished (hopefully) a 2 month long battle with the A/C in my apartment complex. The maintenance people were at my apartment no fewer, I kid you not, than 6 times to fix the same damn problem. Now, it took everything inside of me to not go off on the office staff after the 3rd call to report that the SAME thing was wrong with the SAME appliance that THEY were responsible for, but I am trying to keep my blood pressure down for the sake of the little dancer within. Lucky (I guess) for me, they were relatively quick to respond all 6 times, even if they chose to complete the task piece meal in order to test every limit of my patience. My new coming home routine due to the shenanigans consists of me stripping off every article of clothing upone immediately walking through my entryway and hoping the door closed before the the neighbors catch a glimpse and lose their lunch ;-) Because, I'm not sure if you knew it or not, but its like 1000 degrees outside now! And summer hasn't even started yet! What was I thinking getting knocked up in January??

As far as what's going on with me...besides the ridiculous aparment nonsense.....Well, I'm growing. Daily. There is no doubt whenever you look at me now that I am pregnant....or that I swallowed a cantelop whole. I am still feeling pretty good though. I have found that being on my feet for any extended period of time makes me hurt, physically hurt. Mia shifts down and gets all cozy in my pelvis and after a little while of that, I want to stand on my head to relieve some of the pressure. But, I guess thats to be expected. Nothing I am experiencing is out of the normal from what I've heard. Its just mostly that I bitch about it more than others ;-) I am also not able to eat as much (try as I may) and I assume thats because there is less room for all of those calorically sound (haha) decisions I've been making for the last 20 wks. That's probably not a bad thing. You can believe me when I say, she's definitely not going without.

After our last doctors visit, according to my books, Mia was about 2 oz bigger than the average (but nothing to worry about) so I am very curious on my next visit to see how I measure!

I guess thats it for now......
oh, here's a new pic - 20wks 2Days

and yes, those are underwear....I'm sure Dan is now mortified. I personally, could care less ;-)