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20 weeks pregnant!

I have a dear friend I met online shortly after Sam was born. Someone introduced me to her blog, because she lost her beautiful twin boys only 3 days after we lost Sam. Her blog was so comforting to me during those first few months (and continues to be) because her and my feelings were almost exactly the same during that time! AND she just found out recently that she is expecting again as well! I feel like I have known her forever when it's only been about 9 months and am so thankful for her friendship. She gives status updates every week on her pregnancy, and gave me permission to use her outline so I can update my friends. Hope you enjoy it!!

How Far Along: 20 weeks and 3 days!

Size of baby: Length of a banana and weighs 14oz!

Sleep: I'm still pretty comfortable at night, but have been having a LOT of dreams that I remember, and most are not pleasant. It can make me feel like I have been awake all night :-/

Total Weight Gain: Around 10 lbs....but baby is almost one of them!

Symptoms: Just general discomfort. I feel about 8 months pregnant, and doc says that's normal when you have babies this close together. I'm afraid of how I'll feel when I actually AM 8 months! I have 2 very itchy rashes (one on my hand and one on my arm) that I think I'll have with every pregnancy. Other than that....I can't really complain.

Movement:Yes! I have been feeling her move for about a month now but I'm finally getting real kicks!

Maternity Clothes: Been wearing them since month 2, tops and bottoms. They are sooo comfortable, but I wish my maternity jeans had belt loops. Sometimes I find the crotch of my pants are almost down to my knees but I don't notice because the top part of the pants are still up to my stomach! Haha

Go-to eats: Everything. Mostly cheesy/salty stuff. This baby likes McDonalds....totally the baby's fault ;-)

Best moment of the week: Reaching the half way point!

Gender: We're having a little girl!

What I wish people knew:  I am so very grateful for this baby. But there's a sadness in what I'm still missing out on with Sam. One baby does NOT replace another....and unfortunately not everyone realizes that.

What I’m looking forward to: My glucose test! Right! Still another 5 weeks for that. I'm looking forward to Jamey being able to feel our girl move more than he has. Can't wait to feel her move on a regular basis!

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  1. DEAR KAILA AND JAMEY AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL LITTLE GIRL, I LOVE READING YOUR BLOGS KAILA, YOU ARE AN INSPIRATION TO US ALL.WE ARE SO HAPPY FOR YOU ALL. AND I KNOW SAM IS UP IN HEAVEN,LOOKING DOWN UPONUS ALL AND HAPPY AND LOVED, ESPEIALLY LOVE.
    LOVE AUNT BARB AND UNLE TERRY

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