It's like the first trimester is back when it comes to my energy level. I have wanted to sleep right when I got home every day of the 25th week. Heartburn comes randomly, not only after eating. So Tums are stocked up in my purse now. And the feet swelling is a disaster. Nothing makes them better no matter what I try. I hope these last 3 months fly by as fast as the first six did!
Baby's development this week is kinda cool. He can tell if he's upside down, he's getting some baby fat and muscle, and his skin is no longer transparent...it's solid like ours! If he were to be born today he has a 50-80% survival rate. Good to know but he needs to cook a lot longer before he even thinks about joining this crazy world.
Every time the dogs bark it scares Camden and he kicks. It's kinda crazy how he responds to noises like that in there. Also if I drink a glass of orange juice he will move around like crazy! You can see him move from the outside now, so neat!
Daddy sings this weird song to him at night and he kicks because he doesn't like it. Of course daddy thinks the opposite. Something about a cat in a hat who lives with a rat and they have a pet bat and when he turned 18 he got a tat. And that's the story of the cat in the hat. The end.
P.S. The worst part is having that damn song stuck in my head for hours or having dreams about cats who live in hats!
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