This was probably my favorite week of pregnancy so far. I felt pretty good, I had enough energy to get stuff done, and I managed to not feel like a complete slacker at work (like I have since, oh, November.) My productivity at work this last week probably eclipsed December and January combined.
I still can't really believe that I'm ending the second trimester. I feel like I had a 5-month first trimester and a 1-month second.
This week also brought my first Braxton-Hicks contraction! And it sure was a lot of fun, what with instantaneously doubling me over wondering what on earth was going on. Then when it ended I realized what it was.
I think I've been forgetting to mention one fabulous thing I've been experiencing just about every day (multiple times a day really) since I don't remember when exactly. Heartburn. Major, flaming, searing heartburn. From eating anything. Or nothing sometimes.
I've noticed that the baby has some definite preferences. Specifically, he does NOT like me sleeping on my left side. Or even attempting to sleep on my left side. Or curling up on that side, as if I might be thinking about possibly trying to sleep. He will KICK KICK KICK if I'm on my left side. When I'm on my right, he has gentler kicks. On my left side, he gets progressively firmer with them, and more frequent. Then when I finally give up and roll over, he quits. He's won, so no more need to kick (or punch, or elbow, or whatever it is exactly he's doing). The nice thing is that it's an easy way to let L feel some baby movement - stretch out on that side, relax, and within 5 minutes he'll make his presence known. Apparently he hasn't read the baby books and websites that state that lying on my left side is best for him.
The biggest news from the week though has to be that I'm registered finally (much to the relief of L's family). Babies 'R Us, Target, and Amazon even. Lots & lots of stuff it seems like. It was ... kinda fun? But exhausting still, and I am so not a shopper, that even registering is too much in many ways.