I have a problem with overindulging on vacation. I don't mean to, but when most meals are eaten out it's hard to watch portions and maintain self-control. For me, at least. I have no idea what I weigh, but I feel about the same. We have only eaten out twice and I had salads both times so hopefully I don't bring home an extra 5 lbs like I usually do when we vacation. Although yesterday we had gelato twice (don't judge, it was anniversary gelato) and I'm thinking that was probably not a good idea. Oh well. For the duration of our stay, I'll limit my intake to once a day.
Weight gain: I weighed before we left and I gained another pound from the last weigh in at the doctor. This puts me at 15 lbs total. Meh.
Stretch marks: None.
Movement: Penelope is a wild girl! She has really started kicking and rolling with a vengeance. I love it.
Cravings: Salads still. And gelato. Lots and lots of gelato.
Sleep: Much better this week. Salty air is good for you. I think...
Best moment this week: Being at the beach without having to suck anything in. Although I am paranoid that people don't realize I'm pregnant, but instead think I'm fat. Hmmm.
Labor signs: None.
Belly button: In, but shallow.
What I miss: Corona with lime. We're not big drinkers, but there is something about the beach that makes me want a cold beer. Just a tiny little sip.
What I'm looking forward to: Sharing some big news with you guys when I return home. It's big. Bigger than having a baby big. Well, maybe as big as having a new baby, but big nonetheless.
Weekly wisdom: Even if everyone thinks you have a pot belly instead of a baby bump, there is always someone on the beach who has a bigger one than you.
Milestones: I have tan lines. This lilly white skin is starting to brown a wee bit.
A photo taken before all of the gelato this town has to offer was consumed.
I look kind of weird in that photo. Nothing a