Well, I didn't take a picture for week 20! FAIL! I have a good reason, though: I was travelling and it just felt off to ask anyone other than Rob or my family to take my picture. Too bad, too, since I was rocking non-clownish hair for once. Ha! I thought about taking one mid-week, and I still might. Or not.
I saw a lot of friends this past week and it was really fun to gauge their reactions to my pregnancy belly. When I got off the plane, Rob remarked that I looked noticeably more pregnant. If at any time I had delusions of still fitting in my pre-pregnancy pants, those fleeting thoughts are gone. And, this might sound odd, but I am sort've excited to see my post-baby body. I am curious what it will look like. I haven't packed on the pounds the way I feared I would so I have a glimmer of hope. I'm down almost a pound from last week, and considering the way I indulged with my girlfriends, this is a small feat.
Flying was pretty uncomfortable. I'm no waif to start and the seats only get smaller. Baby felt like it didn't have much room to maneuver, despite not being very big. My hips were killing me the entire flight. On my first flight the turbulence was quite severe. Somewhere over Arizona the captain came over the loudspeaker and said, "I've spoken with air traffic control and they've confirmed this is the best altitude we can do." Uh.... On my return flight, I had the row to myself but couldn't quite get comfortable.
I'm pretty confident I can feel the baby at this point. I know most people claim it is just gas, but pregnancy hasn't made me gassy (yay!) and it doesn't feel like any sensation I've ever felt before. What do you guys think? Is 20 weeks to soon to feel movement?
I have another confession: I ate 2 cupcakes today. For shame, I know. The odd thing is, I am normally a HUGE sweets fan, but this pregnancy have not been into much dessert. I had a cupcake craving and I satisfied it.