22 Weeks is the "pop" time for me I guess. I think it's obvious now that the whole 4-5 month spare-tire thing around my mid section is gone & replaced with something much rounder & harder. I'm in the first week of my 6th month, and so far things are going well.
It's very much the same as Tate's pregnancy, which is both comforting and scary. I remember popping with Tate right around month 5-6, which is where I am now. I think I'm just getting over the whole random and sudden throwing up phase, which is just the same, almost to the week, as with Tate. And my energy is back. I feel motivated to move again:) I'm hoping the last month leading up to delivery is different than Tate's so I'm trying to be extra careful, but also am not worrying too much until I'm told to.
So far, babie(s) are about a pound each (so says babycenter.com), 12 inches long, and the size of a squash. I've started to feel them move finally, last week, and that's been really fun! Like with Tate, they love to move most at night, just when I'm ready to settle in. Why are they wired that way?
We've yet to narrow, or even really talk seriously, about names. We're getting on that though, I promise mom. This past weekend, on our way sledding, I told Wyatt we needed to start to think harder about talking more seriously about names. He basically laughed and said okay, and then we both got distracted with something else. So it goes.
It's clear I'm not nearly as "ready" as I was with Tate. By now her nursery was almost complete, and half her wardrobe purchased and washed. I don't even have a room to put these guys in yet, let alone anything to decorate with. Heck, I don't even know where we'll be living. But I still feel good about my progress because I've already taken two belly shots, and that's already two more than I ever took when pregnant with Tate. So, I'm good.