33 Weeks

Oh my how time flies. I feel so much movement and it is starting to hurt. Now I understand the urgency of the statement "I need to pee. Now." We still don't have a name for the little guy, I think we are going to take a few names that we both agree on to the hospital and we will just have to wait and see what he looks like. I start going to the doctor once a week starting on Feb 26th and there are only a handful of appointments left before he is here. I am soooo not ready! I can't wait to hold him, but I feel nothing but pure panic when I look around my house. Oh well, I guess that's normal. I mean, what can you do....like a baby really cares if your house is picked up and organized.

Courtney's Shower

Since I have not shown Courtney the pictures I have, she has not had the chance to approve any posting of them. However, I have a couple that are cute and I'm gonna post them regardless :) (Love you Courtney!) The shower was a lot of fun and it was so great to see all of our friends and hang out and eat yummy cake.

This one is a little blurry - hopefully Amy's camera got a better picture and she can share it with us!

29 Weeks

I want to post this as 28 weeks, but I like my 29 week pictures better. Heh. I feel like I'm full of the same ol' news. This baby feels pretty darn big, I believe he is about 3 lbs now. Phew! I can't believe he is still only half way grown (if you go by weight that is). I go see the doctor on Friday and if I still measure big I will get another sono...YAY! I have started to gather my list for the shower invitations so I am super excited about that. I can't wait to finally get this nursery going. I waited until now to start because all the future grandparents said they want to buy me stuff and to quote them they said "don't buy a thing yet!" Well, it's getting close so now it's time to buy. WOOHOO! I will update this soon with nursery stuff and pics from my prego-buddy Courtney's shower.

On another note, I must say I can get really stubborn and mean when it comes to the topic of the nursery or names. I had lunch with my family the other day and my grandmother asked if we had been working on the nursery. I first popped off with a tad rude reply of "well, I'm waiting to have the shower first." I believe at that point I was pissed that I was out of chips for my salsa and had no refil of my beverage. Oh yes and I was starving. I said something nice right after that to make it better. Then, she asked what theme or decor we were going to use. Right then my mother had started talking to me so Eric began to answer her with "we aren't quite sure, but probably a very light sage green, or blue gray and brown or black or white furniture..." Before he could finish she started shaking her head and getting that finger out and began to lecture about how if we want this baby to be smart then we MUST surround him with stimulating colors. I immediately jumped in when I caught the finger pointing out of my peripheral vision and said "I don't care WHAT THEY say, my baby will be smart no matter what and I'm not making a tacky nursery with all those bold primary colors and tacky bedding!" Then my mom jumped in with what she thought I should do...at this point, I just shut off every and all emotion other than top grade bitch. I cannot stand it for someone to ask what you are going to do with something and then interrupt you to tell you that you are a) doing it wrong, or b) that you should do it another way b/c it's the "right" way. ARRRGGH!!!! Eric pulled me over and told me to back off and be nice even though he agreed that I had a right to get angry. I'm glad he does that b/c I would never know. I can get pretty vicious. I know, shocker right. Well, since I popped off like that the conversation moved to another subject and I never really got to talk about what I wanted to say. So then that made me mad. I tried to engage in pleasant conversation for the rest of the lunch and I left on a good note. But for the rest of the day I felt upset that I reacted that way, and also upset about people trying to tell me how to do things. I am ALL ABOUT taking advice from people, especially my elders but give me a friggin' break people. I called my mother afterwards and explained why I got upset and she completely understood. Mom and I are going to look at furniture hopefully this week/weekend.

If anyone wants to suggest a good place to go look or buy, I'm all ears!!

You lucky readers of my blog can see a couple of bare belly shots, I decided to not put those on facebook b/c of weirdos and noseys.

This picture just makes me laugh. I was trying to show how heavy my belly is starting to feel.

Christmas

Ah the holidays. I get so stressed out during this time of year. I don't really know why but I do it to myself. I think it's the pressure of shopping. Pleh. It's over now and I survived, yay! Here are a few pics to highlight our Christmas break.
This picture cracks me up....I swear Daisy really loves her Christmas dress. She just prances and gets all excited when I pull it out of the closet and put it on her. Her excitement is expressed in the picture below:

Christmas Eve was full of snow all day...how fun was that?? It was great until we drove home from Azle at 11pm and a 15 minute drive took over an hour and a half. At least we made it home safely. We had our guardian angels on us that day b/c we barely made it down "rollercoaster road." I couldn't believe how many trucks and 4 wheel drive vehicles we passed that were ditched on the side of the road as we cruised by in our little '91 Honda Accord. Here is a lovely picture of me that I wanted to take while it was snowing pretty hard. Obviously I was getting ready and it was the only pic I could snap during the heavy snow. (I wish I looked cuter but whatever)

I love this picture b/c of the white background...however some snow fell on my left boob and I had this lovely wet spot. Eric is going to photo shop it out but until he does you may view the unedited version.

I did not post this pic on facebook b/c of obvious reasons...but since you all are my friends and have to be nice to me I will post it for you. :)

Here are pics of me sitting on my parents' lap...my mom couldn't stop laughing b/c I'm feeling rather dense lately.

I have some videos to post soon, but I have to upload some software and convert the files. Hopefully I can post more tonight.

Overall we had a wonderful Christmas and I'm so thankful for our wonderful families.

26 Weeks

Well, I am behind on my blogging...sorry. Everything was fine at the doctor this week for my appointment. I measured a little big this time. Apparently I measured as if I was at 28 weeks, so at my next appointment if I still measure big I will get another sonogram to check on everything. I think I measured big b/c little man seems to really enjoy sitting up in my rib cage. Some days he is so high and I really don't know how he is getting up there since my uterus isn't supposed to be that big yet. Oh well. I also get to drink that lovely glucose drink and get my blood drawn at my next appointment. Fun times. I would like another sono just so I can take a look at this big boy I'm carrying. I love how I can feel him all the time now. Still no name, parents just can't decide.

Jumbled thoughts

Okay, let's be real for a minute.

I was lying in bed last night snuggling up next to my hubby and I realized that there are only a select number of these nights left with just the two of us. Don't get me wrong, we are both very excited about the little boy coming to greet us in the spring; however I must admit I felt some feelings of selfishness about having to share everything. Even though Eric and I have spent every night together for the past 5 years, it doesn't feel like enough these days. I think these feelings are fueled by pregnancy hormones. (ya think??) I am looking forward to holding and loving this baby SO much, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that a part of me is sad about the fact that it won't just be the 2 of us anymore getting to sleep as much as we choose. I'm just being honest here and I'm going to use this blog as my outlet. I feel like I can't post certain crap on facebook b/c of people's comments and then I just get irritated. Honestly, a lot of stuff is pissing me off lately and I can't even figure out why. I guess I can blame it on hormones, or if I don't I will bet the farm someone else will. HA! I get sick of reading all these sugary sweet posts and stuff...COME ON PEOPLE, be real. (translation: be pissy like me)


I think I got off topic.



Yes, I'm wondering how the future will be with bringing a new life into the picture. I know it will be great and like nothing we can ever prepare for. Everyone with kids says "it's so wonderful and it's the best thing ever!" One side of me thinks sweet! Can't wait!! The other side of me thinks yes, perhaps; but I think once you're a parent you have to say that. It's overwhelming and I can't help but think about all the aspects it brings; fun times and hard times. I am truly excited to have a son on the way and I cannot wait to meet him! I realized once I lost Chester how much of a void is left in my heart without someone to take care of. I know parenthood will be great for me. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't terrified though. I think part of it is b/c this was a surprise pregnancy. Even though I had thought about wanting to start a family for a while, it almost feels like it's happening too fast now. I am happy for the future though, let's face it...I'm not getting any younger and I really don't want to be 60 raising a teenager. Half of me really enjoys being pregnant, and the other half is ready to move on. BUT, since there is little time to enjoy the alone time Eric and I have right now, I'm going to try and make the most of it and hopefully I can hold this baby in as long as I can.



I can tell you where some of this daily frustration comes from....the stupid Christmas music at all the stores combined with children screaming b/c their bratty butts want all the toys the parents are buying for other kids. I can't stand Christmas music in the stores a month before Christmas. Seriously, I don't need to hear that crap....I like it the week of Christmas but that's IT!!! I think it makes everyone crazy. Makes me more stressed when I shop, that's for sure. Especially when I hear the lady in front of me singing along to it or better yet...whistling to it. Maybe I'm just a bitch. I'm just now getting old enough to realize it. hahahaha. I guess the holidays make most people cheery and warm, it makes me bitter and cold a lot of the time. Maybe that's due to the fact that I have lost so many close people to me right around Christmas. It reminds me of death. And I don't enjoy thinking of death at all. (another topic I could go on about but I will spare that post for now)



Anyways, I just felt the need to write my thoughts. On a different note, little man kicked me in the ribs for the first time today and it startled me. Holy cow! I was driving and I guess I was slouching to one side and it made me jump pretty hard. He's not THAT big yet, but I guess my bad posture made it easier for him to hit bone. Score. I do enjoy watching my belly dance all the time and he really prefers my right side lately. Funny how something so tiny can have a preference.

24 Weeks

Oh my, what rush. Little dude moves all the time now...I think he will be one of those people that paces when he is on the phone. (mom and dad both do that...but dad does it more!) I'm so happy that he is pretty active most days b/c I tend to be a more paranoid person. It doesn't feel like I thought it would feel...I guess? It's a foreign feeling to have something alive in your body playing twister. "right hand rib, left foot bladder...POW!" I can feel him shift and flip...he seems to prefer being on my right side. He likes to turn and stick his head out towards my belly button and his butt towards my spine. (could be the other way around, I really can't tell yet) What a weird and wonderful feeling at the same time. I like being able to feel exactly where he is most of the time.

I have noticed that I have to pee urgently every 40 minutes or so. Awesome. Wanna hear something else that's cool? I realized yesterday that I can't really see myself to shave properly; if you know what I mean. I didn't think that would happen yet. I don't feel THAT big. I have also noticed that I have trouble getting comfortable and my back is very easy to strain now. *sigh. But, I really can't complain. I'm having a very good pregnancy (minus the migraines) and I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything. Well, I'll trade it for a baby :)

We have not decided on a name yet, but names are sounding more appealing now so I'm a little relieved. I can't decide on what I want the nursery to look like, so I think I'm just going to pick a color palette so I can paint the room and at least get furniture. I know, I don't have anything yet. I have trouble committing to such things (you would know this if you saw my house b/c right now we sport the minimalist look). Unless I can find a bedding set that I really know is THE ONE, I'm going to buy some cute sheet sets and make the bumper and possibly a blanket/quilt with my mother's help. I like a lot of sets, which is why I have trouble picking one out...but there is always something that doesn't SELL it for me. (sometimes it's the price) On that note, Lonestar Baby...have a clearance isle why don't you??? I saw a little clearance table with nothing but broken crap on it. Pffft. They have some of the same sets at Burlington Coat Factory for less. Courtney told me this place was on the expensive side. I love how they have a lot of nurseries set up so you can look at them. I loved the furniture too, but man...my pockets are shallow. I am becoming so cheap that I squeak when I walk. There was an awesome stroller that had metal wheels, brakes, a suspension, and completely customizable...um yes please! Wait, how many hundreds of dollars?? Damnit. Me being more of a motor head and Eric being...well, a guy. We wanted it. I believe I will present the options to the grandpa's....perhaps we can get little dude a stroller a MAN can be proud of. ;)

I'm still a little scared about being a parent and I think I figured out why I am anxious. Other than the fact that most, if not all women feel this way with their first baby. I figured out that it makes me not the "kid" anymore of the family. I know...I'm knocking on 30 but I still feel like the kid at Grandmother's house. I sit at the "kid" table at Thanksgiving since my brother and I are the only grandchildren. I realized that this knocks all the people older than me into the next category. Yikes. I over-analyze too much. And I know I'm still immature...want to know why I'm immature? B/c when I typed the word "analyze", I paused and laughed when I spelled out anal before finishing the word. Heh.

This is a fun journey on the road of life. I can't wait for the next step! We are all very excited to see meet all the little boys that will be born in the next few months.