As far as showing and kicking go, things are in full swing. I remember when I used to think I was "showing," but I think it was all in my head. I would wear maternity clothes anyway, but I used to still be able to look decent in something non-maternity. The irony of being pregnant is that you want to show so badly so you can tell strangers about your pregnancy, but then when it finally comes, you decide to try on something non-maternity and realize just how much you've been kidding yourself. Except for oversized sweaters and cardigans, I pretty much need something full coverage to make this bump look good. However, it's all fun and games....until I try to "hop" off the couch quickly and then I realize that this bump comes at a price, haha!
Kicking is the same...I used to think I felt kicks all the time, but looking back I'm not sure if they could really be classified as such. Now, the kicks are strong and relentless. Sometimes I just sit and laugh because it's so weird that I am not alone in my own body. I know I will miss them when they are gone. However, just like with wanting to show, once it starts there is no going back...not that I want him to stop kicking, but the frequent bathroom visits are getting old and I'm only in the end of the second trimester.
Here's a look at how he's gotten bigger at weeks 12, 16, 20, and 24:
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