He's feeling a little better today. Still sleeping a lot, and I'm still giving him Tylenol/Codeine every few hours and sticking an ice pack in his diaper, poor little guy. However, he's in better spirits today and has had some smiles for me :) He also played on his playmat for a while and was blowing raspberries :D He doesn't seem to have any interest in turning over right now - can't say I blame him. I'm sure his tummy is quite sore.
This was me around this time last year. I was 27 weeks pregnant and people were already starting to react in a shocked fashion when I would tell them I still had 3 months to go. My friends lied to me out of kindness and I'm sure to reassure me (friends will do that!), and told me that I didn't look that big. Come on, folks! Seriously, I was huge! (Already developing polyhydramnios, which I didn't know until much later.) I didn't think anything was wrong, although I couldn't shake the suspicion that I was carrying twins, even though I had had 2 ultrasounds that only revealed one baby. In the end, I measured just 2 cm shy of what I measured full term with the twins.