23W2D - Fat bottom girls make the rockin' world go round... but not the birthing world :-P

Okay, it's sort of an exaggeration. But I got scolded at my last doctor's appointment because, well, I gained 27 lbs. in 22 weeks of pregnancy. Yeah... that's TOO many! The doctor offered to refer me to a dietician. I politely declined. I mean, hello, I know the rules. I know more about health and nutrition than most people I know. But knowledge does not always translate to appropriate actions.

With pregnancy I get *hungry*. Of course, when pregnant with Jocelyn I ate really well, even though I ate a lot. With Pecan I have been eating crap. I know it. So I am not upset that my doctor said I am getting too fat. Because I am. Her heart is in the right place. Too much weight gain makes for a really big baby, and a really big baby is harder to deliver vaginally. And since I want to deliver vaginally, well... you get the idea. So it's less crap and more fruit for Mama!

But I feel good, though. Pecan moves great. He is growing at the right pace. His heart rate is always right where it needs to be. He is growing so perfectly.