I'm at 22 weeks now and the little lull I had in symptoms have returned.
1. I'm hungry, like all the time, like the little caterpillar that ate, and grew, and ate, and grew. It's like there is an alien in me that is eating everything I put into my mouth. I hope I don't start spinning a cocoon.
2. I can't poo.
3. King can't win, ever, at anything. Every morning I want to smack out the six spoonfuls of Pops he just shoved in his mouth before he decided to chew.
4. My feet hurt.
5. I worry that everybody and everything is dead. When Jeffy has his eyes close in the morning my first thought is he is dead. Every time the phone rings, someone had died. I keep on waking up King, Charlie, Alakay, Jeffy, because I always think they are dead. This has to be one of the most annoying parts of being a mom. Nobody can get any rest around here and it's all my fault.
6. Steve moves, a LOT, and for long periods of time. There are pregnant ladies who are just feeling movement for the first time around now and I've been feeling Steve for more than 5 weeks. He woke me up at 2:15am today with enough strong movement that I couldn't sleep. I'm GLAD to feel him move, but seriously, what the hell is he doing in there? And can he try not to do it until I'm awake?
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