16 weeks.

This week I'm loving food. I have the biggest appetite, and Zac can vouch for me, because every time we eat something, I say something like, "Oh my gosh, this is sooooo good!" I get hungry so often nowadays. I ate two filling meals before 11:00 this morning. I've been on a Chinese food kick this week (thank you, Panda Express), and I'm starting to think that's one of my cravings. I think I crave it more than all the other random stuff.

The little babe is longer than my iPhone now. Holy smokes! I feel like time is flying by! In 4 weeks, I'll be halfway done. What?! If we're lucky, we can still feel little kicks if we press our hand against my belly while I'm lying on my back. It's unbelievable. 

I've gained a total of about 4 pounds so far. I'm trying to keep it that way until after my doctor's appointment next week, but we'll see how it goes (remember how I love food?).

The joy that is round ligament pain is still here. I love it and I hate it. Mostly I'm just glad that I can eat and smell almost anything. I realized this week that the smell I can't handle is ranch. Every time I smell it, I want to throw up. I can't eat it either; it's disgusting. But man, bring on the Chinese food!

This week the baby is starting to hear things. Zac and I decided that by the time this babe is born, it will have quite the taste in music, because we're going to make it listen to a few good ones, like Bon Iver, M83, and The Beach Boys. Hopefully that will prevent it from ever wanting to listen to something like Justin Beiber. Here's hoping!

...