And guess how I started off today? I woke up and checked the mail right away like always and found a little package that I didn't recognize. I have like six packages making their way to me right now, but none due right now and none that small.
When I opened it, I saw that it was one of Elizabeth's charities, from all the way back in January. Of course I had completely forgotten about it. It's a little embroidered hankie in a deep purple thread with her name and the date that it happened.
I haven't received anything for Elizabeth in quite a few months. I wasn't expecting anything else to come. How crazy that today, on Will's Viability Day, I'd get a little sweet reminder of Elizabeth? It just makes me appreciate this day a little more. We've made it to 24 weeks, the safest milestone yet, and our angel is right here to experience it with us.
So what's new this week with Will, besides viability? Lots! By the end of this week, he'll be a whole two pounds and 14 inches long. Holy cow! His ears and hearing are completed, his little tiny fingernails and toenails are finished, his boy parts are becoming more boy like, and his lungs continue to develop and are now able to inflate and deflate.
A few days ago, Bill FINALLY felt the baby. I've been feeling him on the outside since 18 weeks but this baby is so sneaky and didn't want anyone, including even Katie, to feel him. (Though Katie was the same way!) I finally decided to look at it positively - for 23 weeks, I've been the only one in the whole world to feel this baby. Soon he'll be everyone's baby and everyone will know him and be able to touch him but right now, I'm the sole person in the world to know him. It felt pretty neat...and then that night I was sitting with Bill and he hand his hand at the side of my belly and all of a sudden, Will started kicking over there like crazy and erased all of the above. lol, he's so tricky!
As for me, I'm becoming much more hormonal. I never got very hormonal with Katie, especially not in the later months, but this time my emotions are all over. I was literally start crying and then try to figure out why in the world I am acting upset. I have much less patience and I'm grumpier. I thought having a girl made you more emotional, but apparently for me it's having a boy. There's lots of differences in this pregnancy and my pregnancy with Katie and they just continue.
My scale is saying I'm now 132.6. It's what I go by, but in reality (aka, the doctor's office) I'm about two lbs less each time I measure so I'm probably 130. 6 now. Either way, both weights are still in the green and I'm gaining exactly like I should be. From what I read, I should start gaining a pound a week, which made me laugh - I've been gaining a pound a week for most of this pregnancy! LOL. It's third tri where it starts gaining faster.
So far I have no sign of the linea negra. I know I had it really dark with Katie, but looking at my pictures from her, they're all at an angle where I can't see it, so I have no idea when it appeared. I thought it would happen by now, maybe because I'm just so big and feel even further along. I'm sure at some point it'll catch up to me, but I'm surprised with other things changing and darkening that the line hasn't even started. How funny that last time I was so obsessed daily about stretch marks (this time I occasionally check - nothing new or worse and even my scars are less noticable this time) and this time I'm just curious about the dark line.
Picture to come later - I'm too sore to go all the way upstairs and get dressed for it!
Edit: here's this week's picture!
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