Earlier this week, I posted about how C has been growing like a weed. I really thought I could still get two more weeks out of the bigger sleepers and onesies. No such luck!
I reluctantly packed away all of C’s 3-month onesies and sleepers, along with his newborn and 0-3 month clothes. It’s so sad to look at those adorable little outfits and fold them up one last time before putting them in a storage bin. My little boy is getting big!
Hubster and I measured him tonight. Who knows if they’ll take the time to stretch out his legs at the doctor’s office next week, but by our measurements C is 26 inches long! That’s the limit of his infant carseat! I’m glad that I brought back our convertible carseat when I visited my parents this month (they kindly store things for us when we don’t have space!).
On another note, the 6-month sleepers are SO wide on C. It looks kind of funny. He is such a skinny baby. In fact, we noticed today that C has rock hard abs from all of his kicking and squirming. I’ve never seen a baby that doesn’t have a soft, pudgy belly! Silly kid.
I have a few different pregnancy apps on my iPhone, and for the past few weeks my baby’s size has been the equivalent of a watermelon. This week, that watermelon is now between 6-9 lbs (goodness, I hope he’s not 9 lbs!). I can definitely tell that my belly is huge, because it’s getting in the way quite often…
Every time I get something in/out of the microwave, I knock the towels off of the bar of the oven.
C’s feet often take up residence inside my rib cage (thanks, short torso), so it’s nearly impossible to bend over the sink to wash my face.
Turning over in bed is like running a mini-marathon.
Yesterday, I had an itch on my foot. I couldn’t reach it.
The majority of my maternity shirts no longer completely cover my belly. The Bella Band was honestly the best maternity purchase I made (outside of my pregnancy pillow), because now I have to use it to make sure the bottom of my big ol’ watermelon isn’t hanging out.
If I drop something on the floor, I have to spread my feet real wide and do a squat to pick it up.
It feels better to sit on my exercise ball, because my belly hangs so low that it can then rest on the surface of the ball.
I hope this watermelon doesn’t turn into a pumpkin (overdue)!