at about 8-9 weeks, i thoroughly despised pregnancy. i was tired, so nauseous (thankfully i never actually threw up), and simultaneously needed food in order to be less nauseous yet the smell of cooking food, particularly cooking meat inspired nausea ... blech. vicious circle. i told scott at one point that i was quite content never being pregnant again - and honestly, having friends who have lost a first pregnancy in the first trimester, i have absolutely no idea how they decided to try again, because if we had been put in that situation, i probably would have said that's it, we're done, we're adopting. (which we'd like to do at some point anyway.)
anyway, now that i'm at 25 weeks, though? love it! everything about it. nausea died down by around 11 weeks, tiny belly bump started to appear around 15 weeks, energy started coming back around 17 weeks, started feeling baby boy move around 18ish weeks - i've heard the 2nd trimester referred to as the "golden age of pregnancy", and i fully believe it. i love having a distinguishably pregnant belly, yet not looking like a whale; i love feeling matson thump around in there and trying to figure out what he's doing (summersaults? kickboxing?) and what limb i'm feeling; getting to plan and anticipate the delivery and the nursery and what he's going to be like without feeling like it's right on top of me. it's awesome.
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unrelated to pregnancy is my my love for the christmas season. i've been listening to christmas music off and on since the day before thanksgiving, and was thrilled when we got to put up our tree last weekend. i even bought garland to decorate the banister between our main level living room and the upstairs bedroom hallway (along with a set of icicle lights i bought a few years ago in an after christmas sale to use outside, but forgot about the following year when we went to decorate, so we bought big colorful bulb lights instead) - it's cute. our plans for the weekend include a date night tonight of going to goodwill to look for tacky christmas sweaters and stopping at a giant christmas superstore in town to look at ornaments (along with going out for burgers), and on sunday night hosting an ugly-sweater christmas party for our sunday school class!
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