Pregnancy Week 19: Kicking but not screaming

11 Feb

Two things happened with my uterus this week.

The first is something I only know about thanks to the pregnancy app  on my iPhone, which displays week-by-week drawings of what’s happening to my insides.

Apparently my womb has gone from a luxurious, four-star accommodation, as seen here in week 18 …

Week 18: Shall I order womb service?

 

… to something straight out of the Sochi Olympics in week 19.

Week 19: Is it hot in here?

 

Yikes! From spacious to squish in just one week.

Seriously, are my kid’s legs supposed to do that?

 

The other thing that happened this week: I felt my boy moving for the first time. It was wonderful! And weird! And at first I wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t just gas.

I’ve been trying to describe the feeling to The Husband. According to some of my friends, it’s a fluttery sensation, like butterfly wings. My friend Emily says it’s like a melon baller, scooping you on the inside. And I think it’s something more difficult to define. The shimmery oil slick on the surface of diner coffee? It feels the way that looks. It’s the pop of a soap bubble. The tug of a cool silk scarf against skin. Ginger ale carbonation and eyelash kisses and when one raindrop slides into another. All of those things.

In short, it’s neat.

It’s also a sobering reminder that there’s a living person in my body. One with ears, who hears the same things I do. I’ve started curating the music I listen to, trying to build a perfect baby out of Prince and the Pixies. At the same time, I now worry about the other things I’m exposing my baby to. What about the movies I watch? The TV shows? When I binge-watch a full season of “Dexter,” am I making him a serial killer?

I realize I probably don’t have as much power over this little life as I think I do. But just in case, I crossed my arms in front of my belly during the entirety of “12 Years a Slave.” Sure, I won’t be able to shield my son from the ugliness of the world forever, but while he’s staying in the Motel Squish? It’s my business.

 

Here’s how everything else has been going this week:

Baby: The size of a mango. A mango! And who doesn’t love a mango?

Me: My belly officially popped out this week. Like, for really real. There’s no doubt that I’m pregnant now.

Also one night I had the strangest feeling in my gut, like a sour cramp. I groaned and hugged my sides. The Husband was terribly worried and frustrated and finally snapped, “I wish you would tell me what’s wrong!”

But I didn’t know what was wrong, only that it was something I’ve never felt before. “It feels like I swallowed a Zippo,” I tried to explain. “Like a burning, right here by my heart and up to my throat.”

“Oh heartburn,” he said. “Just eat a Tums.”

So that’s how I learned about heartburn. Also, it sucks.

Otherwise, I’ve been feeling healthy and happy and calm.

Mango making a fabulous appearance! Though that sports bra is doing me no favors.

 

My exercise has included a little bit of everything this week. Walking, biking, yoga and hiking. Today I felt the baby kick as I was hiking down a mountain, and I thought, “He’s an adventurer already! He just wants to keep climbing!”

A hazy day in the desert.

 

But he also kicked when I was listening to “One Night in Bangkok,” and there’s really no excuse for that.

 

Wheel-y fun.

 

Husband: Somehow he’s developing the nesting instinct that I should have. The red needle has hit the panic phase, and he suddenly wants to finish every home project we’ve ever discussed. We’ve even pulled out the sewing machine. Stay tuned for how that turns out.

 

8 Responses to “Pregnancy Week 19: Kicking but not screaming”

  1. Maria Salazar February 11, 2014 at 5:40 am #

    If you have heartburn, you may give birth to a baby with a full head of hair! I only had heartburn with Bella, and she was my only one to come out fully furred on top.

    • Maggie February 11, 2014 at 3:20 pm #

      Ha! I would love that! This kid is going to have some wild hair anyway, that’s for sure.

  2. Virginia Simpson February 11, 2014 at 6:06 am #

    Maggie — I enjoy being on this adventure with you through your words. You are a fabulous writer and I hope your pregnancy posts will turn into a book so that others may have the opportunity to enjoy your delightful way of sharing your experiences.

    • Maggie February 11, 2014 at 3:25 pm #

      Thank you! I really appreciate that.

  3. Judith Salkin February 11, 2014 at 8:05 am #

    Don’t worry about the nesting thing, that didn’t kick in with Megwyn or Kyle until a couple of weeks before they came out.

    Heartburn sucks, but I did love the whole feeling them move around. I think Megwyn liked in there more than Kyle!! She hung around a bit past her due date to stay warm and cozy. Kyle was more adventurous!!

    And watch out — or we’re all going to nickname him Mango!!

    • Maggie February 11, 2014 at 3:22 pm #

      So far the heartburn thing has only happened once, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it won’t happen again. And you made me feel much better about not nesting yet!

  4. Debbie February 12, 2014 at 1:51 am #

    Yes, it’s very neat. Your descriptive words make me want to step back over 30 something years and feel that glorious movement all over again. You look beautiful!

  5. Anne Silva February 12, 2014 at 3:29 am #

    This is so great Maggie! Can’t wait until the mango is ripe and becomes a watermelon? Just kidding. Can’t wait to see your postings after said baby is born. And is this your husband’s photography? Nice!

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