Strange Dreams

My dreams about the baby are becoming more frequent, as in, the past two nights in a row. The first night, baby girl's hand came out, and I could rub my finger inside her palm. Apparently it was comforting to her.

Last night, I was able to unzip my belly, take baby girl out and play with her. Then I decided that she needed to go back in for a while, so I stuffed her in back in and zipped myself back up. But I do have to say, she was the cutest thing in the world. And she did not appreciate being put back in.

Baby girl and I played golf with my dad (her papa) yesterday. It took us 5 hours. A very long time. We were paired up with two other guys. It is ok if you have one bad player in the group (always designated to be me). But when there are two, it takes so much longer. I was worn out last night. My hands were the only things that hurt today. My back does not hurt at all, and actually feels pretty good. Overall, we had a great time playing.

My work is throwing me a shower on Thursday. I can't wait. Of course, I do not like being the center of attention. I will definitely take pictures so everyone can see them.

My mom has started on baby girls curtains, bumpers pads, and stuff like that. That is what I am REALLY waiting for. I am so excited to see that stuff in there. Then we can hide the fact that we haven't bought a mattress for the crib yet. (I am waiting on a coupon before I go get it.)

"You are going to roll off"

All of a sudden it seems the belly has taken on a new dimension. One that sticks out far enough to prevent me from leaning over any more. If I am in the passenger seat of the car, and something is in the floorboard, well, it will stay there until we get to our destination. If I open the car door too wide when I get in, My DH has to drive slowly and hit the brakes to close it enough to bring it to me. The other night we were on the couch and I was going to get my water off the coffee table in front of us, and I tried rocking back and forth to get enough momentum to grab it. That is when the sweet love of my life says "You are going to roll of here if you aren't careful". So, I politely thought, well then smarty, why don't you be a dear and get it for me. He must be able to read my mind, b/c he does get things for me now. He helps push me up when I get off the couch, he pulls me up when I would sit on the curb at the festival. He is going to have very strong arms after all of this.

Monday, I went swimming at the pool closest to my house. The female lifeguard stared at me more than the male lifeguard did. I think she was thinking, oh, I sure don't want to have to save that. And a reminder to myself and anyone else who may pick up this sport, always get in by a ladder. What I forgot was the fact that I would eventually have to get out. My arms have lost muscle and I have never lifted 150 plus lbs out of water before, while trying not to squish the belly. Comical to say the least. Hopefully I brightened someone's day.

This is just for me to remember something silly my husband did the other day. We were sitting on the couch eating dinner, and looked at me and dug the tag out of my shirt. He looked at it and said, "Well, they were right." I said huh? He said "It says made in heaven." What a fantasticly corny husband I have. He is the best.

This weeks weight: 152.4. (Seems we are sticking with the pound a week.) And 40 inches.When I go to the doctor on Monday, I am going to ask them to approx how much baby girl weighs.

Here are a couple of comparison picures.

22 weeks



27 Weeks



32 Weeks

Happy Anniversary!

To my Husband,

You are the most wonderful man in the world. I never imagined someone could make me as happy as you do. And Yes, even though I seem to cry a lot right now, I truly am happy. I am so luck to have met you and get to spend the rest of my life with you.

ILYSVVVMM!

Weekly Update

Yesterday, I stopped at the grocery store, and this man did something that made me shake my head at him. Next time, I will ask him what he was thinking. He had 2 or 3 bags in his grocery cart as he was leaving the store. He walks past the grocer corral approx 6 feet, just outside the sliding doors, gets the groceries out of the buggy and leaves the cart there. Why? Would it have been that difficult to leave the buggy inside and take your groceries out there? If nothing else, push the buggy the 6 feet back inside. Lazy Butt.....


When I wake up in the mornings, my fingers hurt. They seem to be very tight. I thought that was supposed to happen at night b/c of fluid retention and go away over night. Maybe mine is just weight gain. Anybody else have this? I do sit at a computer 5-6 hours of the workday. That may have something to do with it also.

This weeks weight was 151.4 and 40 inches around. The pictures are bad quality this week. But it looks like she was sitting further out than last week.

I can't get it to upload these now. I will get DH to do it tonight.

Here is a picture that we took in the parking lot of a store. I love the silver jacket.

Everybody ought to try it once

I went swimming yesterday. It was the first time since becoming pregnant. And it was absolutely wonderful. To be weightless again. I would have never even known anything was different, except for the fact that I am larger in general. But whatever, it was still great. I highly recommend it for anyone.

I am in the pregnancy stage now where my belly is bigger than my boobs. When I wear t-shirt, the boobs kind of get hidden by the shirt, and then I just have a big belly. They need to grow a little, so that they don't look so funny or non existent. I say this now, remind me in a few weeks when I am complaining b/c they are too big, and I just can't do anything with them.

You know, women were made to have babies. Things happen during the nine (ten) months of pregnancy to prepare you for the end result. Ex. Going to the bathroom all night long prepares you for waking up to feed the baby during the night. Your hips seperate to allow for an easier birth. But yet, for some reason, the arms have been left out. I think they ought to grow a couple of inches to accomodate getting around the bigger belly. Examples: Having to move everything forward on my desk so that I can reach it without bumping baby girl into the desk. Having trouble wiping b/c your arm just isn't long enough. Cutting your toenails and shaving.

And just for the sweet factor, my husband's biggest concern (right now) for after baby girl arrives: How is he going to kiss her goodbye in the mornings without waking her up. How sweet.

The moment we (well me) have all been waiting for

Here is our baby girl. I no longer say little, b/c she looks a little pudgy to me. I can only imagine what another 9 weeks will do to her.

The fuzzy parts of the pictures are where she is nuzzled down into me and the "camera" couldn't pick it up. She looks like her head is squished for room right now and never could get her face very far away from the placenta.

She has her foot in her left eye. But you can see her little toes. Her right arm is coming across her chest below her chin.


This is her yawning (who ever knew this could be exciting).


And this is just a regular picture. Her foot is just below her chin in this one.



I will see if I can get my sweet, DH to upload the video of her yawning. It is only 30 seconds, so not that long. Hopefully it won't be too boring.

Lots of stuff...

DH enjoyed his class very much. He learned a lot from what I can tell. The best part was it was all guys (except for one wife) and the teacher was a guy. Now, why would a wife go to a "Just for Dads" class? I hope she felt silly. They learned about breastfeeding, hormonal craziness, and diapering. They even got to watch a video. I haven't heard to much about the video, so I at least hope he kept his eyes open.

We had our 4d ultrasound today. It was fantastic. I will post pictures tomorrow after the family has seen it. At first, baby girls foot was poking her in the face / eye. Kind of like she was scratching, but using her foot. She is very much nestled down into me. She is laying on her left side, head down, facing my right side. The "things" I am feeling are her knees. Last night she poked them out so hard, it was like I almost would have been able to grab them, had I been quick enough. THe lady then had me turn over onto my left side to see if baby girl would slide back some so we could get a better picture of her face, and move her foot away from her face (she looked very uncomfortable). And it worked. When I turned back is when we got the best pictures. We even caught her sticking her tongue out several times and yawning. And if you looked really close at one of the pictures, it appears as if her left eye opens just a little bit. But the lady could have told us this, and I would have believed it. So, who knows. All in all, it was WELL worth it.

The funny thing is though, I still have this huge disconnect between what is on the screen is actually what is inside me. It is as if I am just watching a movie of some sorts, and it is not really the baby girl we are going to have. I tell my sweet husband this, and he looks at me lovingly and says, "Have you seen your belly yet?" Yes, but it is still hard to comprehend. I wonder what the day will be like when I finally realize the connection between the two.