17 Weeks Pregnant

Welp, today I'm 17 weeks!

The baby is the size (or weight, I'm never quite sure) of a turnip (5 inches from head to rump). He or she is developing their hearing and their skeleton is getting harder.

So that means I'd better stop cursing, right? My hubby asked if the baby can make out what we're saying and the doctor said that it can definitely hear, but they're not sure what the baby makes of the sound. Sorta like your pets. They can hear music, but what does it sound like to them?

Other than that, nothing remarkable is happening this week. I've forgotten two days in a row to take my prenatal vitamins. I'm also a little worried about where my diet has gone this past couple of weeks. I've been having midnight bowls of cereal. Sugar sugar sugar.

I'm already feeling guilty wondering if I'm turning my baby into someone who's more susceptible to being overweight.

I read a comment by a woman on an article about healthy eating during pregnancy and she keeps a running list of things she eats in the day to make sure she's getting enough of everything. I can't believe that kind of devotion. I honestly have the time to do it, but I simply cannot be asked. A part of me thinks it's a total sham.

You can do everything right your whole pregnancy and your baby still come out with a whole host of problems.

On the contrary, you can do almost everything wrong and your baby can come out as perfect as a peach.

Anyway, that's my worry for the day. Time for bed.

xo Jenea
- Everything is always okay in the end; and if it's not okay, then it's not the end.

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