23 Weeks!

You know what's weird? Growing a human in your mid-section!

My little Tater Tot is getting pretty fiesty these days, and his kicks are very visible. (Unless he's kicking me in the nether-regions, then only I can feel it.) I have moments of sublime happpiness when I feel him moving...

...and then the sureal feeling of knowing that there is a living, not-quite-breathing human being in there sets in. I never really thought about it before, but it is very strange. Don't get me wrong - it's a strange that I love, and a strange that I don't want to end. But it is strange, nonetheless.

I'm at 23 weeks now, and loving every minute. I can't believe how lucky I've been with this pregnancy (though a part of me thinks that I deserve an easy pregnancy). I have only recently started having some lower back pain and some restless legs issues. Sitting in the car for longer than an hour is pretty hard to do. (The drive to NE in two weeks is going to be, ahem, interesting.)

But the fun continues, and I check myself out in every available reflective surface. I'm finally big enough for strangers to ask, "When are you due?" And I love it! You wanna talk about my miracle baby, I think, you bet! Nobody has reached out to touch my belly, though, so I still have that to look forward to.