Baby Peanut: 26 Weeks

Note: I'm doing my post a day earlier than normal because tomorrow is my first Foodie Pen Pals post (hint: I've already eaten the entire package, so it was pretty good).

So, here's what I have to say about this week:

• My back hurts.  A lot.  Round ligament pain is back with a vengeance. 
• My calf muscles cramp in the middle of the night - the kind of cramping where you have to consciously uncurl each toe, one at a time.
• I got into a huge pissing match with another attorney during a hearing and will now be going to trial in October when I'm thirty-something weeks pregnant.  The trial is not in Orlando either. 
• I've started eating Eggo waffles with spray butter for breakfast.  They hold me over for approximately twenty-two minutes.
• I'm typing this with my pants unzipped.  I need more clothes now because the selection of properly fitting clothes gets smaller and smaller by the day: ironic considering that my belly gets bigger and bigger by the hour.
• I think I gained a pound and a half or two pounds this week.  My doctor told me I only needed to gain 2-3 pounds between weeks 20 and 26. Oops.

Baby Peanut:

• Likes to hang out on the right side of my belly.  It's really noticeable and I did take a photo of it, but thought better of putting it on the internet.
• Likes the sound of J's voice.  Last night he was reading new movie releases to me and she went crazy kicking and squirming.  Sure, that's probably a coincidence, but don't tell him that.  I've never seen him so proud.  
• Got a pack and play from a church consignment sale that was nearly brand new for only $50.00.  She also got about 20 onesies, all with their tags still attached.  If you want to know how to dominate a yard/church sale, ask my MIL.  She is AMAZING at finding bargains!
• Has a name, but I haven't decided if I'm going to put it on the blog or just use a nickname.  Her current nickname is Jabby, short for Jabberwocky.  J came up with that one, of course. 
• Is 14 inches long and weighs a pound and two thirds.  I feel every inch of her size.  Remember, I'm only 5'2.  She'll be taller than me by the time she's done cooking.

Notes from the "Birth Club:"

Every week, Baby Center sends me an email with quotes from someone in my birth club.  This week's quote was something to the effect of, "To relax, fill a basin with warm water and essential oils and soak your feet in it."  Well, color me dumb, but isn't that called a pedicure?  And where does one get a basin anyway?

Other things from the birth club that cracked me up:

"How do I throw my husband an all-boys baby shower?" - Umm, you don't throw showers for your spouse. Please refer to anything written by Emily Post.  

"Can I throw my own shower?"  Again, please refer to Emily Post and your own common sense.

"Tactful...or tacky? Can I just request gift cards?"  If you have to ask, you already know the answer.

And my favorite:  "Ah Hell Naw!!!! A vent...obviously."