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... of 26 weeks

Here we are at nearly 26 weeks. That doesn't feel like very much, actually. The fact that I could have 14 more weeks to go seems daunting. 14! But I already feel so huge!

The funny thing is that I remember having that exact same thought with Abram at this same time. The reason why I know it was the same time is that the picture I have of me and Abram at 26 weeks is in a yellow tank top. I remember thinking that I couldn't get any bigger and then I took a picture of me in the same outfit at 35 weeks and I had definitely gotten bigger.

Selah is a still a good mover and shaker. She is starting to protest when I carry Abram around too much. If he starts sliding down into her "space" she starts kicking him. Of course, he really has no idea, but it's making me worry that as she starts to get even bigger I'm not going to be able to carry Abram as much. Luckily, he's walking more, but he still doesn't prefer it to crawling or being picked up and carried. It's the first instance of sibling rivalry I have to look forward to, I suppose.

So here are Selah and I at 26 weeks.

Compared to Abram and I at 26.

Still looking about the same. I don't seem to be carrying them differently at all. She may be a tiny, tiny bit higher, but not much. Otherwise, pretty much the same everything. The stretch marks are happening already with her and they didn't appear til the end with Abram (very, very sad face).

So there you go. I'm sure you were all dying to get that update, weren't you? :)

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  1. KatherineJanuary 24, 2012 at 10:11 AM

    I was definitely on my death bed waiting for this post! You look cute as a button on a basket of kittens :-) hope this is as severe as sibling rivalry gets!

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