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Grow, baby, grow!

Well, here I go again with monthly updates on my pregnancy! 

Today I am 17 weeks 1 day pregnant with Baby Number Two. I had an appointment with the doctor and was thankful to hear the heartbeat again. Aside from my baby's laugh, I think the heartbeat might be one of my favorite sounds in the world. It was even more comforting given a slight complication that occurred about two weeks ago, that was worrisome. I feel blessed that everything appears to be okay and baby is still growing.

Speaking of growing, my belly is definitely growing faster than with Nathan. Between a growing belly, and lighter Spring time layers, it was soon obvious that something about me was changing. I shared my news with one class just before lunch and by the end of lunch, other students were approaching me excited by the news. Most students said they were wondering, a few young men told me they thought I was getting fat and thankfully, a few others said they couldn't tell (which, honestly, was very generous of them). 

Curious to see a belly comparison from my last pregnancy to this one? Go back here and see a picture of my belly at 17 weeks 2 days with Nathan, only one day different than the picture below. Believe it or not, I've only gained one pound more than I had at this point with Nathan. I guess it's true: you do show sooner with a second child!

17 Weeks 1 Day
Of course, as I grow, I'm quickly discovering that despite saving my maternity wardrobe from my first pregnancy, I have very limited style options. You see, it was late winter/early spring when I was sporting maternity clothes before, and now we are quickly approaching summer weather (forecast says 80 degrees this weekend!). So, the jeans and black dress that I wore weekly before, don't quite seem right in sunny weather. I've found a few dresses from Old Navy and may swing by the local Goodwill store for some more. 

Coming up: In less than two weeks I have the anatomy scan, which will confirm or contradict the early guess that this baby is also a boy. This pregnancy has been more similar than different from my first, that I would be pretty surprised if it wasn't a boy. 


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