The touchy subject of the baby bump
I’m 3.5 months along. 16 weeks, to be exact. And up through Martin Luther King weekend (when I was 15 weeks along), I hadn’t gained any weight and had no noticeable baby bump. I’m pretty pleased with that fact, cuz I’m rather vain. The thought of getting really big (and yes, I know it will eventually happen) makes me nervous.
But I think it’s starting to happen. My belly is beginning to grow. Let me back up a minute and clarify that other things have grown quite rapidly since I’ve learned I was pregnant… I had to go buy bras a full 2-sizes bigger, and my doctor says they’re not “done” yet. Oy. But up until this point, my belly was not included in the growth spurt. And then yesterday, as I was getting dressed and whining about not being able to breathe, Nate said out loud, “You’ve lost a LOT of definition in your belly.” I didn’t take it personally. I just looked down and rebutted, “I know. I’m pregnant.”
And it’s true. I know. I’m pregnant.
Today in the bath (yes, GASP! I took a bath while pregnant and it was glorious and necessary) I noticed that my belly sticks out a bit more. Not only that, but I think I have one of those belly buttons that’s gonna pop out as my belly grows. It’s definitively less embedded than typical. Silly question, but do they go back in again? Charting my baby bump via how far out my belly button has come is certainly one way to track things, but I hope it goes back down again after Dim Sum makes his/her appearance. (Back to that vanity bit.)
So I guess it’s time to embrace the growing belly, no matter how small. And it’s time to stop being frustrated and annoyed when well-intentioned friends ask “how’s the baby bump?” I can now respond, “small, but growing.” But beware: If I answer “FINE” and then wrap my arms around myself, know that I’m probably in a pissy mood. It might be a good time to tell me how good I look and how you can’t even tell I’m pregnant (… add “from behind” depending on how far along I am at the time). I’m sure you’ll make my day, and then my mood will shift again in an hour because I’m pregnant and that’s what happens with all these hormones. Or so I’m told.
Your belly button will go back in. I remember when Holli’s belly button was in a halfway popped state with Cooper and I was joking around about something or other causing it to pop out and back in and out and back in. I think I have video of it somewhere.
If it pops out it’ll pop back in. Don’t stress about it.
I think it’s totally normal to be a bit freaked about losing control of your waistline… At least, I was totally freaked the first time I was pregnant. Just wait until people start touching you all the time on the belly… well meaning yes, but after a while it gets so annoying.
oh and as far as I know the belly button should go back in
mine did… it was the wierdest thing though when it popped out!
Glad things are going well for you, can’t wait to hear if dim sum is a boy or girl!