23 Weeks

Gabe will be 23 weeks old, in the womb, this Monday, November 9th. I can't believe how fast it's been. It was like yesterday when we found out we were having a boy. My belly is protruding more and more it seems. The boys have made sure to point out that I'm looking "fatter than ever". Thanks guys- not that I haven't noticed or anything. They've also discovered how tight my skin feels. It's like a drum, but not flat, sniff, sniff. I know it's all worth it. I'm in disbelief how much my skin has stretched and there is so much more he has to grow.

I've discovered how much I dislike allergies and how the intensity increases each year. Last year I thought I had the flu, come to find out it was only severe allergies. I thought I was dying. The doctor prescribed allergy meds and I was able to survive last year's wave. This year is a whole new can of worms. The only medication I've been on is Robitussin and cough drops. Let me tell you, I miss my antihistamine. It's no fun chasing the symptoms, instead of preventing them.

In the mean time, the joy I feel when Gabe kicks, helps me get through not being able to breathe or coughing uncontrollably. I often wonder what Gabe thinks when I go through my fits. You know how scientists say fish hear noises in water much loudly...I can only imagine what he's thinking.