Hating pants

Today I am at 16 weeks, 2 days. Is that technically 4 months? I have the weeks down - 40 weeks total, essentially counting back 2 weeks from ovulation for the start date (since I had irregular cycles). But that does not equal 9 months... unless you technically count it to 10 months, so during your last month, you say you're 9 months pregnant. And maybe some people don't count the first four weeks since you don't know (or just barely know) you're pregnant.

Aaaaanyways.... I'm a good ways along. Showing more and more. Generally hating pants. Especially hating tights. (I thought I could get away with non-maternity tights and it was a very poor decision.) I can still wear all of my shirts (some just don't look good at all anymore though), I can't wear all of my dresses, and normal pants are out of the question. Essentially at this point, I'm accentuating my belly, otherwise I just look really thick.

Here's a photo of me yesterday:

Symptoms continue to improve. I'm down to a half pill of my nausea medication per day, and hopefully completely done very soon. That also means constipation has improved (whoo!). I still have to eat frequently or I'll feel sick, but it's not nearly as severe or as often as before. I'm pretty burpy and gassy, but I think that's pretty par for the course as far as pregnancy goes. I have been having a little acid reflux, but not bad. I've been getting headaches every once in a while, but I suspect they may be due to dehydration, so I've been drinking plenty of water. I still generally don't have much of an appetite and often hate eating, but it's been slowly getting a little better since most of the nausea is gone. I mostly just can't eat much in one sitting and feel really full a lot of the time - maybe baby is edging out room for my stomach.

As usual, Caleb has been a great partner. He likes to touch, hold, or rub my belly, and has told me often lately how excited he is - even for the hard parts of parenting. :) I had a rough day at work last week, and he surprised me with these beautiful flowers and my favorite York Peppermint Patties. After my 1+ hour nap, he also rubbed my feet and let me complain about it all to him. He's a keeper. I repay him by always being his DD, which he appreciates.

Two more weeks until our next midwife appointment, and four more weeks until we have an ultrasound to found out the sex! We're also looking at daycares this Friday. In the next few weeks, I mostly hope I can start to feel Baby move.... that, and knowing the sex soon, will continue to make this all feel more and more real!