Bumpdate - 27 weeks

Holy smokes! 27 weeks? I feel like I start every weekly post that way, but that's how I've been feeling.

Somewhere - I think it's The Bump - refers to this as the beginning of the third trimester. But according to my BabyCenter app and What to Expect book, I have another week in the second, so I'll stick with that. Positive thinking, as most women say the third trimester gets a bit rough.

During Week 26, the network of nerves in Baby's ears is better developed and even more sensitive than before. He/she can likely hear voices. Note to self: censor. Ha!

In developing the lungs, Tuff is inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, with these so-called breathing movements being essential for lung development, and good practice for his first gulp when born.

He's continuing to pile on the fat (woohoo! I love chubby babies) and during Week 26, weighed about 1 2/3 and measured around 14 inches - the size of an English hothouse cucumber - from head to heel. Crazy! How is there a 14 inch baby in my belly?

Mama is feeling pretty good (knock on wood!) The back pain isn't so bad, which I'm not sure if it's a result of things progressing or me just learning when to get up and move around. A couple days last week, Tuff camped out in my rib cage, which wasn't very pleasant. I am having some pains at the top of my uterus when I move too quickly, but I think it's just stretching.

I did discover a stretch mark on Monday. EEEK! Needless to say, I'm using Tummy Butter two or three times a day now. I've also heard good things about Bio Oil and am considering alternating it and the butter.

Right now, I'm excited to be finalizing decisions and get started in the nursery over the next couple of weeks :)

I also had my first catty run-in over the weekend. I ran into Walgreens and J stayed in the truck a couple minutes before he joined me. Well, while in the toothpaste aisle, a woman said to me "Oh honey, I saw you getting out of your husband's truck and I just felt so sorry for you as hot as it is."

I smiled and said thank you, but it's been a lot hotter and at least I'm not nine months pregnant. Then she asked how long I had to go and I replied November.

After seeing the look on her face, you'd think I was about to pop! She makes some remark like "well, I guess it's good to have a big baby!"

Luckily J came walking into the aisle about then. If not, I'm not sure what I would have said/done.

So, you be the judge. Do I look like I'm about to have this baby in a month?

Sorry, no belly shot this week :( I snapped these before work this morning, because we were building shelves last night and I declared I was too dirty for a picture!