We are a little over a week away from the big ultrasound and I am still trying to convince Michael into finding out the sex...so far not so good. I have been anxiously waiting starting to show and it is happening slowly but surely. I have now acquired a muffin top. That same muffin top I worked my butt off three years to get rid of...so that is becoming frustrating. I have never been a small girl, so I will never have that cute little basketball on my front. My hips are getting bigger- I am officially in maternity pants, but yet I am still sure people are just assuming I have put on 10 pounds!
I can definitely tell that I am growing. I am getting the "growing pains." Or at least that is what I am calling them! My stomach just hurts all of the time. I feel like I am constantly full, but yet am starving all day. I figure this means the kid is pushing up all of my insides, hence the muffin top. I know, I know, I still have quite a ways to go, and I should embrace this time right now. In 6 weeks I am going to wish this baby was still just causing a muffin top :)
I am not going to lie, I am having a hard time with this weight gain thing. It has become an obsession. I weigh myself constantly. I know gaining weight is normally, but when you see that number slowly creeping up after seeing it do nothing but go down, it can be somewhat traumatizing :) For now, I am just embracing the whole I can eat again, and trying not to get too crazy!