Mid-20 Weeks: Karate Kid Hovland

So I broke down and bought a donut last week...one of my weaknesses (I feel like Homer Simpson).  I ate half at work, and then half after my dinner while the hubby was at work.  I couldn't tell if Baby Hovland likes or dislikes donuts, but it sent him into a serious kicking frenzy!  I'm pretty sure I've felt him squirm/move around the last couple weeks, but after that donut, oh boy, I knew he was kicking or tumbling.  Probably from the sugar rush.  I texted the hubby and over the next couple days he kept wanting to feel him kick.  This weekend as we were sitting on the couch, I started feeling him move again and hubby was able to feel one solid kick.  His reply..."Feels like gas".  Yes, yes it does.  But I know it's the baby.

Nothing too exciting to report from the weekend-I did the grocery shopping on Saturday, and most the time I love it, but this time made me hate people.  Granted shopping on a Saturday morning with everyone else is always going to be a nightmare, but what I hate is having to do grocery shopping at two different stores.  I generally buy most of my groceries from Trader Joe's, but their lack of produce and ethnic foods sends me to bigger chains.  This time I actually started at Von's, thinking I could get everything there for a cheaper price, but alas, I still had to drive over to TJs for a few items.  It really makes me miss the grocery stores in Washington.

Hubby and I discussed baby shower plans in Washington at the end of September since my sister-in-law and mother-in-law are going to throw me one there (which is AWESOME).  Originally we both planned on heading up, but with two pups who would have to go to overnight daycare, it would just cost too much.  So I'll be heading up alone.  I'm a little sad, being this obviously pregnant lady on a plane by herself, but it'll be such a short trip I'll be home in no time.

This morning I woke up a little later than usual...I have two alarms that go off-one to warn me I have 10 more minutes of sleep, then the second is the "seriously, wake up" alarm.  I didn't hear the second alarm, or I did and my sleepy self turned it off and went straight back to bed...so I scrambled when I saw I overslept 20 minutes.  Whoops.  I was able to take the dogs out, get ready, make breakfast for myself, make lunches for the hubs and I, AND have these pictures taken of my mid-20 week bump:

I feel like my belly has grown a lot over the last couple weeks, which I read is supposed to happen.  I've also only gained a pound since last week-what a relief.  I worked out five times last week and have been eating better...with the exception of yesterday's brunch at the Souplantation, our new favorite place to go-probably because it's a buffet, but we didn't realize they do breakfast.  Boy did we eat our money's worth and then some.

This week I'll be making a lot of phone calls to Simi Valley Hospital-it's time to set up all our fun birthing/newborn classes in the next couple months!  I've already scheduled our maternity ward tour for October, but I have to wait for them to call me back to set up the four-week pregnancy class and breast-feeding class...babies are a lot of work!  I just can't believe how time is flying by...before we know it, Baby Hovland will be kicking and screaming outside my tummy.