The Belly Diaries: The Gold Fish

19 weeks -- at 6", baby is the size of a large mango

84 cms and counting...

The day before Jason's birthday -- which I might add, I honestly thought was American Father's Day -- I had a screaming headache. You know the kind where it hurts so bad it make you want to throw up? The kind where when you're pregnant you're not supposed to take anything for it? Well after scouring the internet, we decided I could take one Tylenol as it seemed agreed upon by all pregnancy sites and online medical whatevers that it was the lesser of all evils. It also said I could eat dark chocolate of high cacao content -- 75% or more (is there any other kind?).

So naturally, I did both. I don't usually have Tylenol in the house as I'm not a big fan of the company or the drug but a while back, someone gave me the leftover contents of their medicine stock and there just happened to be a bottle of Tylenol in there. So I took one. I'm so drug free apparently (or sleep deprived maybe), that one was enough to knock me out for a couple of hours. As for the chocolate, I have a really bad headache, I'm pregnant, I need to eat dark chocolate...who needs more of an excuse than that?

I needed to document all this hair I have! And lets talk about finger nails.

I'm going to lap it up while I can because I know it all falls out after birth. Thanks Baby!

Now, I do not in the slightest way condone the use of drugs while pregnant. I'm already kind of beating myself up about it because I wanted to make it through drug free. But Saturday, I was a mess...and now I have a ridiculous cold and bothersome cough. I had to be ok for Sunday (the birthday party) so I had to sleep.

The way I see it...doesn't look so big from my angle.

Now whether it was the Tylenol or the chocolate, I don't know, but later that night:

"Can you feel that?"

"Feel what...WHAT??? WHAT WAS THAT? WAS THAT THE...???" at which point he started laughing hysterically. Jason has this 'OH.MY.GOSH. I can't believe that just happened but it's really exciting' look that I wish I could capture on camera for moments like this but simply can't.

My response is as follows:

* It feels like I swallowed a live gold fish.

* It's weird.

* It's a lot stronger than I thought it would be. We can already see it from 'the outside'.

* It also moves a lot more than I thought it would. Especially when I want to be sleeping.

* There really is something there. I'm not just getting fat. These thunder thighs will be worth it after all!

* We can see it move (did I already mention that?!).

* We have never 'wasted' so much time staring at my stomach before.

These are Jason's birthday present from Jason's fashion designer friend. So now our baby has one off, designer clothes!

I tell you, only for your first kid can you be given baby clothes for your birthday and be excited about it!

Jason doesn't like me to poke it back. But it's too much fun getting it to move! Seems like since it started on Saturday, Bubs has only stopped for short intervals ever since. So between this dreadful cold and the gold fish in my stomach, I'm not getting much sleep. I'm exhausted already and its not even born yet!

I might be biased but I think Bubs is the cutest fruit salad in the world, don't you think?