20 weeks

Here we are, 20 weeks and counting. Halfway, Dr. M tells me. He let me know we should begin "preparing" because the weeks and appointments will be rolling soon, and little FCS, III will be here before we know it.

Preparing. I think I'm ready to prepare. I've begun to browse websites and catalogs. Maybe he'll write "shopping, twice daily" on a prescription pad for me to hand over to Charlie.

Things on the belly front are looking large...

But I'm thinking not larger than two weeks ago.

The belly is beginning to get in the way. I'm uncomfortable moving around in my new shape, and even sitting doesn't feel right with that bulge. Eating a half loaf of banana bread and 4 peanut butter bars in a day probably doesn't help (I'd never do that and eat McDonald's though!). I'm not complaining. I'm thankful to have it and look forward to watching it grow.

I've also been awaiting quickening. Everyone wants to know if I've felt movement yet. After all, I am halfway there. And maybe, just maybe, there was quickening Tuesday night as I lie awake in bed. I've been waiting for it again, but I think that anterior placenta is to blame. Dr. M said to give it a few more weeks, and start monitoring the duration and frequency of the movement. I'm trying to be patient.

20 weeks more weeks of waiting. 20 weeks.