24 Week Update!!

You would have had this update last night...however after an hour of editing the photo...my computer crashed. Nice, huh?




How far along? 24 Weeks! Viability, baby!
Total weight gain: As expected, 20 pounds. I bought a scale and shit-ton of fruit. I'm on it,guys.
Maternity Clothes?: Yes...slowly but surely, remnants of my former self are being shoved into boxes and bags.
Stretch marks? Still haven't seen any...
Sleep: Craptastic. I'm buying a snoogle this weekend.
Best Moment this week: Finding the Mothership. A Real Walmart...AND BRU...AND TJ Maxx...AND Bed Bath & Beyond...
Miss Anything? Not really this week.
Movement: Yep...he's an active little guy. I think we have a field goal kicker on our hands.
Food cravings: Oreos and chocolate chip cookies. Haven't had EITHER yet. :(
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope
Gender: IT'S A BOY!!!!
Labor Signs: Still Braxton Hicks.
Symptoms: Pretty much the same as always...the fact that I feel him kick me in the bladder is a sure sign I'm pregnant.
Belly Button in or out? Flat. And,though I took the ring out years ago, I'm seriously regretting ever piercing my belly button
Wedding rings on or off? Off.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Happy this week.
Looking forward to: Seeing everyone a month from today!!!


Wow, lots to update today. So, I had an appointment on Monday and everything is looking great. It was just a pee, weigh, measure, listen appointment, but his little heart sounded great and I assume the tape measure test was good. I was very apprehensive about the weigh in, but fortunately, my OB didn't seem concerned about 20 lbs. I don't feel like I weigh 140. I mean...to me, it seems like the weight is all boobs and belly, but I see myself every day and wouldn't exactly notice some extra fluff elsewhere. But, because it's better for both of us, I've started eating healthier. I now make and take my breakfast every morning (english muffin, low fat pb and a piece of fruit) and I have been making my lunch as well (PB and Banana on tortilla, stick of colby/jack) and I've been eating so much fruit, the Fruit of the Loom band would run away from me. I'm not to worry about the gain. I'm sure that a few extra pounds wouldn't hurt me anyway, but I'm terrified of getting GD or putting my baby at risk just because I can't step away from the Ho-ho's. (That's what HE said...lol...okay, I'm not funny)

As mentioned above, I finally found the mothership. A strip mall with pretty much every store a girl needs to breath in this world. Including BRU. I decided, what the hell...I'll go ahead and go in and put some stuff on my registry. If you are reading this and have registered at BRU, I don't have to tell you how overwhelming it is. It's aisles upon aisles of stuff that you never realized you NEEDED. lol... I honestly didn't have a clue walking in. Fortunately, they give you a little goody bag with a handy little book that tells you what to register for and how many of each item. I was lost WITH the book...I'd have been found curled up in the fetal position in a crib without it. If I had been left to my own devices, I'd have registered for a sheet, some diapers, and maybe a stuffed animal. I didn't even think about bottles (I plan on breastfeeding, but duh...you need bottles for pumped milk, genius) Burp cloths? Towels? LOTION?! lol.... I had to use a lifeline and call in reinforcements. My friends with kids. I seriously had no idea what to choose...so.many.choices. There came a point where I realized that life is awfully funny. You have to have a license to drive, to sell insurance, they required my fingerprints to do data entry at an insurance agency... But, in September, they are going to let me walk out of a hospital with an INFANT with no other experience or credentials other than pushing him out. WHAT ARE THEY THINKING?! I've never even changed a DIAPER! I sure hope it's true when they say that it comes "naturally" because at this point, I'm terrified. How will I know if he's hungry or wet? Sick or scared? How do I juggle a baby in one arm and anything else in the other? Man, I hope this all gets worked out in the next few months.

Aside from the crippling fear of "Holy CRAP, I'm gonna be a MOM!" There were points during my adventures in BRU that I would start to tear up at the realization that the stuff I'm looking at and eeny-meeny-miney-moeing...is for MY baby. I'M gonna have a BABY! And, even though I'm scared half to death that I am going to "do it wrong", I can't freaking wait to try. I can't wait to hold him in my arms and look into those eyes and give him his first bath. A friend of mine had her baby boy a couple of days ago...She looks so happy in her pictures and he is cute as a button. I can't wait for that moment where they place him on my chest and I meet my son for the first time.