Well, I am now 22 weeks, this is me:
I am feeling pretty good. I am still always exhausted, but I think that is the combination of being preggers, chasing after two kids, teaching preschool, working in a child center, and lack of sleep. When added together, they're lethal.
My appetite over the last few weeks has been insane! I'm trying to watch it, but I can't ever seem to be full. Luckily, my busy schedule helps distract me from wanting to eat everything around me.
Carter is starting to move a lot more, which is so fun! The hubs felt him move for the first time two weeks ago, but hasn't since - every time he puts his hand on my tummy, he stops moving! I haven't been able to feel him on the outside with my hand for that very same reason. Little stinker.
I haven't had to get up in the middle of the night to pee very much yet, but I do have to be careful when I sneeze, or laugh too hard, ifyaknowwhatimean...
Last night, the hubs and I were driving in the car, and I sneezed. He said "You okay? Did you make it?" As to which I replied "Yeah that was close. I just never know anymore, gotta be careful. It's like Russian Roulette in my pants."
Ah, the joys of pregnancy....