22 weeks at 25.

I'm a little behind.

This picture is from week 22...I was 25 weeks two days ago.

Sorry.

Either way, here is my pregnant belly and a random update. (I'm feeling too lazy to fill out that survey thing from before.)

You know what is surprising? At 25 weeks I am unable to see my feet....Tying my shoes is now a challenge and my back is already starting to hurt.... My body feels puffy and I'm confident that water retention will soon be my worst enemy. I thought these things wouldn't happen until at least the third trimester, I must be a go-getter.

I'm still not craving anything exciting. No pickles and mayo here. Instead, my pre-existing love for chocolate and sugar is now out of control. I need it. My body can't function without it, really this is true. I absolutely love donuts. I can't believe how much I love donuts. My favorite is the simple cake donut, either plain or sprinkled with sugar. Seriously, can you imagine anything better?

My little bean is kicking away. It seems to be most active in the morning, which convinces me that he or she will be an early riser like me. This is exciting, now I'll have a buddy to hang out with while the Hubs sleeps in. We're already best friends.

The nursery is coming along nicely. The walls are painted and the African savanna decal I ordered looks great. The crib is beautiful and antiquey looking and the closet is full of outfits just begging to be worn by a precious little baby. It's really lovely, you should see it. I hope I see it soon too, because this is all still in my mind. Nope, I haven't done anything yet BUT I'm visualizing a really great nursery. That counts, right?

The third trimester will be here in two weeks. Bring it on.

Chubs.

What do you think?

Does it look like his momma cut his hair?

Who says you have to pay someone to groom your dog?

Not this gal.

How about Edgar?

I'm just about 24 weeks pregnant, which means I'm officially into the sixth month. I'm at the point where most people already have their names picked and are busy decorating the nursery in either pink or blue.

Well that isn't us.

I figure we've got at least another couple of weeks before we should start putting a nursery together...Right? I mean,  I have a few ideas and I'm pretty confident that we'll create a beautiful and peaceful room...eventually.

I'm not worried about that.

However, I am beginning to seriously doubt our name-choosing skills. Do you realize how hard it is to name a human being? Really, think about it. This little person is going to have this name forever, well unless I do so badly that he or she decides to legally change it.

My mission: discover.

Shortly after starting my campaign to provide reusable menstrual kits to girls in need I was contacted about a few university students in Uganda who could not afford to buy sanitary napkins. As a result, these bright young ladies were using toilet paper to manage their period. Unfortunately, this caused them to skip class during their period and all of them started falling behind in their studies. One girl in particular had become very ill from using the toilet paper and was on the verge of dropping out completely. 

I was devastated to hear the future leaders of Uganda were falling behind in their education simply because they did not have access to affordable sanitary napkins. This was happening to the girls, who by Ugandan standards, were fairly well off. How could this happen? How many other girls are going through the same thing?