The Journey Of Our Little Baby Morris: 26 Weeks

And we are back from our amazing babymoon! Instead of the usual belly picture update, here is one with a slightly different background :) I'm about 26 weeks and 3 days here. The belly grew significantly over the past 2 weeks. Now there is no mistaking, even strangers are now commenting and asking when I'm due. People will be very surprised at work next week, because I've been able to hide the bump so far...not anymore! I blame it all on all you can eat buffet:) He is now about 1 kilo (2 pounds) and 37 cm (14 1/2 inches) long - the size of a head of cauliflower. The baby kicks are getting stronger and stronger, but I still can't tell whether he is kicking with a foot, or hand, or if it's a hiccup - not sure how I'm supposed to tell the difference?

Words can't describe how relaxed and content we are with this fantastic trip, which was full of sunshine, celebrations and adventures. Oh, and lots and lots of food. I don't think we've ever eaten this much. The buffets at our resorts were so tempting, that we called every meal a "food battle" and almost always lost. We had a total of 40 of these battles, after each one we would roll back to our room to take a break. However, I don't feel too bad about all this, after all, it was baby Morris craving all this food and he got what he needed :)

Speaking of cravings, the biggest craving of the past 2 weeks - Watermelon. I had it with almost every single meal, including the snacks on the beach. It was pretty great.

I have to say, that none of the scary predictions about traveling while 6-7 months pregnant materialized: I read that flying would be "super" uncomfortable, that warm/hot climate would be unbearable, that I would swell from head to toe - none of this happened. I felt great the whole time. Of course the downside of traveling now was related to all of the limitations: no hiking, no diving, no exotic food or great looking seafood, except for grilled small fish, no dune surfing, no this, no that - everyone is just to scared to deal with a pregnant woman. We still managed to get past some ridiculous precautions and have some fun, within reason: we went on a great hike, took a trip into the desert, sat on a camel :)

Auntie Jenni gave us a challenge: to take a picture, where I'm buried in the sand, with only my belly showing. Toes and head were optional. We accepted the challenge and decided to go for the optional extra credit too.

While laying on the beach, I read 3-4 books about babies and how to deal with them. Of course, each author has their own opinion, that is completely opposite from the other: let the baby cry vs. don't let the baby cry, keep the baby warm vs. the cold will develop endurance and immune system, feed the baby at night vs. don't feed the baby at night, use the feeding bottles vs. don't use them because the baby will get lazy etc etc. This stuff is hard!