56: the amount of belly selfie pics on my phone.
3: the most frozen Snickers ice cream bars I’ve eaten in one day.
30: the amount of extra and unnecessary and embarrassing days that my Christmas decorations stayed up.
2.5: the number of children Timothy and I wanted before we got pregnant.
10: the number of children I told Timothy that I now want. Even with all the random weird and uncomfortable things that happens to a pregnant woman’s body, I’ve never been happier. I’m already daydreaming about a little brother or sister for my current child … who isn’t even born yet. Yikes.
4: the most amount of cry sessions I’ve had in a single day. (All happy tears of course.)
1: the number of times an adult has asked me whether or not I was a student at the school where I’m currently subbing.
1: the number of times a student has asked if I like being “so old.”
2: the number of people who have seriously told me that our baby will be so beautiful if she just gets her father’s tanned skin and glossy black hair. What, pale and frizzy isn’t the standard of beauty these days? Shocking.
3: the number of pickle jars I’ve consumed.
12: the number of pounds I have gained over these past 22 weeks.
<1: the number of pounds my baby currently weighs. Let’s not talk about those extra 11 pounds I’ve gained that are just … hanging out.
4: the number of nursery designs I have “settled” on. This last one though, it’s in it to win it. I’m not changing my mind again. I think.
100: the percentage of time I let people rub my belly when they ask. I’m so proud of it, I wouldn’t be surprised if I started asking people to rub it.
194739870981347: the number of times Timothy has googled some symptom I’m having to make sure it’s normal.
2: the number you hit after you call my OB for your call to be placed directly to the nurses that are on staff to answer questions. I memorized it after practically the first week.
18: the number of weeks before the baby’s due date.
25: the amount of times Timothy and I have asked ourselves if we’re grown up enough to actually have a child.
What are some of the numbers in your life lately?