Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Andrew's 2nd Birthday Party
On Saturday we had Andrew's birthday party. It was nothing over the top. There were no pinterest inspired crafts or desserts - just a little Easter egg hunt, a jump castle, homemade cupcakes and some delicious smoked bbq for lunch.
We kept the party small this year, just family and two close friends. I figured it was a holiday weekend and most people would have plans and this is probably the last year that we can get away with something small and simple without him noticing.
Before anyone got there I spread the Easter eggs out in the back yard - some more hidden than others. We blew up some balloons and I tied them in bunches around the fence and on the back deck. We set up the jump castle, dragged out some lawn chairs, set up some food, and prepared for my family to show up.
They were late (of course). When they got there I was changing Andrew. As soon as I was done I told him to get the card for grandma. He didn't listen so I went and got it. When my mom opened it and saw the pictures she smiled. When she read what I wrote inside (Your gift will be here at the end of August) she gave me a big hug and said she had hoped that this would be coming. She showed the pictures and the card to my dad and he had his customary reaction - "Cool!". My oldest sister congratulated me and my other sister (the one who freaked the eff out about Andrew's name) didn't really say much. I noticed her looking a little sad at one point and I assume it's because her younger sister is now having her second child and she is still single with no family of her own. I'm not going to let that get to me. So anyway, the whole reveal was nothing to get worked up over and now I'm just glad that everyone knows.
We headed outside for the Easter egg hunt. The girls were all about it and went crazy running around gathering up the eggs. Andrew? Not so much. I had to entice him over to the corner where I had some stuck in the palm tree and get him to take them and put them in his bucket. Oh well. After the eggs were all found we let them get in the jump castle and they were having a blast.
Until the power went off and the jump castle started to deflate with the kids inside. It was actually hilarious - I wish I'd gotten a video of the girls shrieking when it was going down. J got everything back up and running and we were in business. The kids played and had a great time.
After a while we went inside and got something to eat. The bbq was delicious and everyone got plenty of food. When it was time for the cupcakes Andrew still wasn't really sure to do about the candle. I was trying to get him to blow it out, but he just kept saying "Hot!" and looking at me. Finally I just blew it out and let him eat the cupcake.
Then it was time for presents. He still isn't overly interested in opening gifts so his cousins helped him out by "starting" each gift. We had to finish most of them for him.
He got some books, an aquadoodle, some flashlight toy (that makes noise), a kiddie hockey stick (padded) with a ball and padded puck, a Steelers Mickey Mouse, a basketball hoop, a Radio Flyer trike (also makes noise), a little FJ Cruiser truck and some water toys. Not a bad haul for a two year old. Thankfully most of the toys are not noisy. He loves the basketball hoop and trike and played with each of them a lot on Saturday and Sunday.
All in all it was a successful party. The weather was perfect, the food was good, the kids had fun and I'm officially "out". I still just really can't believe that I have a two year old. Stop growing so fast little boy!
We kept the party small this year, just family and two close friends. I figured it was a holiday weekend and most people would have plans and this is probably the last year that we can get away with something small and simple without him noticing.
Before anyone got there I spread the Easter eggs out in the back yard - some more hidden than others. We blew up some balloons and I tied them in bunches around the fence and on the back deck. We set up the jump castle, dragged out some lawn chairs, set up some food, and prepared for my family to show up.
They were late (of course). When they got there I was changing Andrew. As soon as I was done I told him to get the card for grandma. He didn't listen so I went and got it. When my mom opened it and saw the pictures she smiled. When she read what I wrote inside (Your gift will be here at the end of August) she gave me a big hug and said she had hoped that this would be coming. She showed the pictures and the card to my dad and he had his customary reaction - "Cool!". My oldest sister congratulated me and my other sister (the one who freaked the eff out about Andrew's name) didn't really say much. I noticed her looking a little sad at one point and I assume it's because her younger sister is now having her second child and she is still single with no family of her own. I'm not going to let that get to me. So anyway, the whole reveal was nothing to get worked up over and now I'm just glad that everyone knows.
We headed outside for the Easter egg hunt. The girls were all about it and went crazy running around gathering up the eggs. Andrew? Not so much. I had to entice him over to the corner where I had some stuck in the palm tree and get him to take them and put them in his bucket. Oh well. After the eggs were all found we let them get in the jump castle and they were having a blast.
Kayleigh finding some eggs
Loving the Jump castle
Deflated jump castle :)
After a while we went inside and got something to eat. The bbq was delicious and everyone got plenty of food. When it was time for the cupcakes Andrew still wasn't really sure to do about the candle. I was trying to get him to blow it out, but he just kept saying "Hot!" and looking at me. Finally I just blew it out and let him eat the cupcake.
Then it was time for presents. He still isn't overly interested in opening gifts so his cousins helped him out by "starting" each gift. We had to finish most of them for him.
He got some books, an aquadoodle, some flashlight toy (that makes noise), a kiddie hockey stick (padded) with a ball and padded puck, a Steelers Mickey Mouse, a basketball hoop, a Radio Flyer trike (also makes noise), a little FJ Cruiser truck and some water toys. Not a bad haul for a two year old. Thankfully most of the toys are not noisy. He loves the basketball hoop and trike and played with each of them a lot on Saturday and Sunday.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
It's a...
Yep - Andrew is going to have a little brother :)
Thank you to the amazing Selena Stoney for getting some great pictures for us yesterday morning and especially for getting me the edited reveal pics last night so I had them today to finally announce my pregnancy to my family.
The shoot started out a little rocky with Andrew melting down a bit (we had a rough night Thursday night and were all kind of tired). Luckily I had some fruit snacks to placate him. The expression on his face in the above picture is due to him chewing one and you'll notice if you look closely that he's holding one in each hand as well.
Selena was awesome, though, and ended up getting some great shots. I can't wait to see the rest of them when she gets them completed.
Oh, and my family was not upset about not finding out til now and my mom is super excited about another grandchild.
Here are a few more of our reveal pics:
Thursday, March 28, 2013
"He's Awesome." (Two Year Well Check)
Those were the words that Andrew's pedi used to describe him yesterday at his two year well check. I tend to agree :)
This year I was at least smart enough to not schedule his well check (and shots) ON his actual birthday. What was I thinking last year?
Anyway, we got there and I got us checked in as Andrew walked around with his Leapfrog laptop (birthday present) and pointed out the colored circles on the wall. He was a happy little guy until we walked back and the nurse was trying to get his height. He did not want to stand under the thing and he was less happy when another nurse held his head up since he was squishing down. Then we walked over to the scale and I had to kind of hold him so he wouldn't hop off. But we got his measurements:
Height - 35"
Weight - 29.5 lbs
My little munchkin is growing!
We went into the exam room and the nurse was trying to get his temperature (under his arm). He wasn't having it. I had to hold him and hold his arms down to keep it in there. Then she tried to put the pulse thing on his finger. He wasn't amused. I got it on there and he fussed, but we got everything done. The nurse left and I put him down. After a minute he was perfectly fine. It was like as soon as the nurse was gone he was calm. Something tells me he is now aware that the nurse is the one that sticks needles in him.
We waited in the exam room for a about 10 minutes, playing with the toys we brought and reading the books in the bin in there. He was contentedly sitting in my lap pointing out all the animals in the farm book and moo-ing and baa-ing and quacking when Dr. Graham walked in. I set him on the ground and he looked at Dr. Graham a little warily. We sat there discussing him and talking about everything that he's doing now. After a few minutes Andrew stopped being so shy and began dancing around the room, bringing me things and asking me to hold them. When Dr. Graham got out the stethoscope to listen to his heart Andrew stood there and let him, but kind of gave him the side-eye. When he was done Andrew came running over to me. Dr. Graham was very pleased with that and said that is exactly what he expects. Andrew let him look in his eyes and ears, check out his belly and look in his diaper. All good.
We sat around and chatted a little more. I told him that Andrew will have a little sibling in about 5 months and I stress about how that will go. He seems to think that Andrew will be at a good age for adjustment when the baby comes and in his experience he said that boys 3 and over seem to have a harder time adjusting. I guess we'll see.
Before he left he told me again "He's awesome.". I smiled. He said he is definitely all boy and he is perfect. I love hearing that.
A minute or two later the nurse came in to give him his one shot. As soon as I sat him on the exam table he started to freak. He knew what was coming. The nurse was quick and got it done. Andrew melted down some and it took a few minutes to get him calm, but once we walked out of the exam room he was his usual self.
So all in all my little munchkin is a fantastic little kid and right on track with everything. I'm one happy mommy.
"Who me? Yeah, I'm awesome."
This year I was at least smart enough to not schedule his well check (and shots) ON his actual birthday. What was I thinking last year?
Anyway, we got there and I got us checked in as Andrew walked around with his Leapfrog laptop (birthday present) and pointed out the colored circles on the wall. He was a happy little guy until we walked back and the nurse was trying to get his height. He did not want to stand under the thing and he was less happy when another nurse held his head up since he was squishing down. Then we walked over to the scale and I had to kind of hold him so he wouldn't hop off. But we got his measurements:
Height - 35"
Weight - 29.5 lbs
My little munchkin is growing!
We went into the exam room and the nurse was trying to get his temperature (under his arm). He wasn't having it. I had to hold him and hold his arms down to keep it in there. Then she tried to put the pulse thing on his finger. He wasn't amused. I got it on there and he fussed, but we got everything done. The nurse left and I put him down. After a minute he was perfectly fine. It was like as soon as the nurse was gone he was calm. Something tells me he is now aware that the nurse is the one that sticks needles in him.
We waited in the exam room for a about 10 minutes, playing with the toys we brought and reading the books in the bin in there. He was contentedly sitting in my lap pointing out all the animals in the farm book and moo-ing and baa-ing and quacking when Dr. Graham walked in. I set him on the ground and he looked at Dr. Graham a little warily. We sat there discussing him and talking about everything that he's doing now. After a few minutes Andrew stopped being so shy and began dancing around the room, bringing me things and asking me to hold them. When Dr. Graham got out the stethoscope to listen to his heart Andrew stood there and let him, but kind of gave him the side-eye. When he was done Andrew came running over to me. Dr. Graham was very pleased with that and said that is exactly what he expects. Andrew let him look in his eyes and ears, check out his belly and look in his diaper. All good.
We sat around and chatted a little more. I told him that Andrew will have a little sibling in about 5 months and I stress about how that will go. He seems to think that Andrew will be at a good age for adjustment when the baby comes and in his experience he said that boys 3 and over seem to have a harder time adjusting. I guess we'll see.
Before he left he told me again "He's awesome.". I smiled. He said he is definitely all boy and he is perfect. I love hearing that.
A minute or two later the nurse came in to give him his one shot. As soon as I sat him on the exam table he started to freak. He knew what was coming. The nurse was quick and got it done. Andrew melted down some and it took a few minutes to get him calm, but once we walked out of the exam room he was his usual self.
So all in all my little munchkin is a fantastic little kid and right on track with everything. I'm one happy mommy.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Happy Birthday!!!
I can't believe it has already been two years since this little guy came into our lives.
It seems like just yesterday that we were in the hospital staring in wonder at this little face:
The past two years have been more amazing than I ever could have imagined. Watching Andrew grow and develop his little personality has been awesome. Of course there have been frustrations and tears along the way, but I wouldn't trade a single second with him for anything.
I know in 5 or so months everything will change. He will no longer be our baby - our only child. He'll have to share with his little sibling and grow into his role as big brother. Right now, though, I'm going to let him enjoy having our undivided attention. I'm going to take the time to savor every second with him. I want to remember this time when it's just us before the chaos of a family of four hits.
Happy birthday, Andrew. I love you more than words can say.
It seems like just yesterday that we were in the hospital staring in wonder at this little face:
The past two years have been more amazing than I ever could have imagined. Watching Andrew grow and develop his little personality has been awesome. Of course there have been frustrations and tears along the way, but I wouldn't trade a single second with him for anything.
I know in 5 or so months everything will change. He will no longer be our baby - our only child. He'll have to share with his little sibling and grow into his role as big brother. Right now, though, I'm going to let him enjoy having our undivided attention. I'm going to take the time to savor every second with him. I want to remember this time when it's just us before the chaos of a family of four hits.
Happy birthday, Andrew. I love you more than words can say.
Monday, March 25, 2013
On Second Thought, Thank You Mother Nature
On Friday I was complaining about our family pictures having to be delayed until this week because of the craptastic forecast. It turns out that it was a blessing in disguise.
On Friday when I was mid run at the gym my phone rang. It was Andrea calling to tell me that Andrew had started throwing up. It was 5:13 so I called J to make sure he was on his way there to get him. He was so I went back to my run (judge away but that was the only day I could get in a long workout all week). When I got home Andrew was on the couch with towels under him. I asked J how he was doing and he told me he'd thrown up two times since he'd been home. Between puking he was jumping up and down on the couch acting like he was totally fine.
Over the next 4 hours he proceeded to throw up a dozen more times - pretty much every 20 mins. He was no longer acting fine between bouts of sickness, though. At this point he was laying with his head in my lap looking sad:
I was stroking his forehead and just hoping he would fall asleep and that would be the end of it. He would fall asleep, but after 20 or so minutes he would wake up, cry and puke. Ugh. We gave him a quick bath and I cuddled him for a while. We put some towels down in his crib in case he got sick at night and put him to bed around 10:00. He slept a while until waking up crying at 11:30. I rocked him for a little while and got him back to bed, where he slept the rest of the night until 6:30 Saturday morning.
He seemed to be getting back to his old self on Saturday morning so I thought it was over.
That is until I found him curled up on the recliner in his room at 11:00. I thought maybe he was just ready for a nap so I rocked him a bit and put him down. While he was napping for three hours J and I laid the sod in the back yard. When he woke up at 3:00 I went in to get him and was upset to see that he was all flushed and he was hot to the touch. I took his temperature and he had a fever of 102. Damn.
We spent the evening alternating doses of Tylenol and ibuprofen to bring his fever down. Andrew ate a little, but not much. And he never pooped all day even though he was the gassiest kid alive that day. I kept checking him because I couldn't believe that that stink was just gas. I gave him a bath and he kind of freaked me out with his vacant stare and he started shaking halfway through. I hurried up and got him rinsed and bundled up in his towel and just rocked him in the recliner for a few minutes. My poor little munchkin was so sad and it just broke my heart. I hate seeing him that way.
Sunday morning he got me up a little after 7:00. I rocked him for a while thinking maybe he'd fall back to sleep. No dice - he was up. I was thrilled when he ate a little breakfast, but he was still cranky. I could tell he still wasn't feeling well because he actually sat still with me on the couch. Normally he doesn't last more than a few seconds:
Thankfully around noon he seemed to be back to his normal self. He still wasn't eating all that much, but he was drinking and snacking (some). Last night he was refusing to go to bed - I think because he felt better and wanted to play - and this morning he is back. He's currently back at daycare and I am working from home because I am freaking exhausted from dealing with a sick toddler all weekend. I guess on the plus side I didn't have to use any PTO...
On Friday when I was mid run at the gym my phone rang. It was Andrea calling to tell me that Andrew had started throwing up. It was 5:13 so I called J to make sure he was on his way there to get him. He was so I went back to my run (judge away but that was the only day I could get in a long workout all week). When I got home Andrew was on the couch with towels under him. I asked J how he was doing and he told me he'd thrown up two times since he'd been home. Between puking he was jumping up and down on the couch acting like he was totally fine.
Over the next 4 hours he proceeded to throw up a dozen more times - pretty much every 20 mins. He was no longer acting fine between bouts of sickness, though. At this point he was laying with his head in my lap looking sad:
I was stroking his forehead and just hoping he would fall asleep and that would be the end of it. He would fall asleep, but after 20 or so minutes he would wake up, cry and puke. Ugh. We gave him a quick bath and I cuddled him for a while. We put some towels down in his crib in case he got sick at night and put him to bed around 10:00. He slept a while until waking up crying at 11:30. I rocked him for a little while and got him back to bed, where he slept the rest of the night until 6:30 Saturday morning.
He seemed to be getting back to his old self on Saturday morning so I thought it was over.
That is until I found him curled up on the recliner in his room at 11:00. I thought maybe he was just ready for a nap so I rocked him a bit and put him down. While he was napping for three hours J and I laid the sod in the back yard. When he woke up at 3:00 I went in to get him and was upset to see that he was all flushed and he was hot to the touch. I took his temperature and he had a fever of 102. Damn.
We spent the evening alternating doses of Tylenol and ibuprofen to bring his fever down. Andrew ate a little, but not much. And he never pooped all day even though he was the gassiest kid alive that day. I kept checking him because I couldn't believe that that stink was just gas. I gave him a bath and he kind of freaked me out with his vacant stare and he started shaking halfway through. I hurried up and got him rinsed and bundled up in his towel and just rocked him in the recliner for a few minutes. My poor little munchkin was so sad and it just broke my heart. I hate seeing him that way.
Sunday morning he got me up a little after 7:00. I rocked him for a while thinking maybe he'd fall back to sleep. No dice - he was up. I was thrilled when he ate a little breakfast, but he was still cranky. I could tell he still wasn't feeling well because he actually sat still with me on the couch. Normally he doesn't last more than a few seconds:
Thankfully around noon he seemed to be back to his normal self. He still wasn't eating all that much, but he was drinking and snacking (some). Last night he was refusing to go to bed - I think because he felt better and wanted to play - and this morning he is back. He's currently back at daycare and I am working from home because I am freaking exhausted from dealing with a sick toddler all weekend. I guess on the plus side I didn't have to use any PTO...
Friday, March 22, 2013
Damn You, Mother Nature - and 17 Weeks
So yeah, our pictures that were supposed to be tomorrow that I was so looking forward to aren't happening. Because of this:
That lovely 40% chance of rain tomorrow (which is actually down from the 60% it was yesterday). From the sound of the weather report this morning it's going to be rainy and gross for the morning and early afternoon. That means our 10:00 AM pictures had to be rescheduled. We moved them to next Friday since we will both be off for Good Friday (well, J is off, I am taking PTO). So now I am watching the forecast for next Friday and Saturday like a hawk. So far so good.
Oh, and I'm supposed to go to a bachelorette party tomorrow night, which is starting with a sunset sail on a sailboat. Yeah, that's gonna be fun in the cold damp air. With non-refundable $48 tickets already purchased. And I can't even get boozed up to make it more fun. Oh well, at least I have an out for not partying all night and I don't have to worry about being hungover the next day.
So that's that - on to this week:
How far along? 17w0d and the size of an onion. ~ 5.1 inches and 5.9 ounces. Munchkin 2.0 has cartilage that is turning to bone and the liver is starting to produce bile.
Weight loss/gain: +10 lbs. Blah. I'm convinced that a couple pounds is locate in my bra - these things are starting to get out of control.
Maternity clothes: I caved and wore a pair of maternity jeans last weekend just since we were going to be out and about and I wanted to be comfortable. I'm going to need to drag out my box this weekend to get some maternity work pants, though. I'm running out of regular work pants that fit.
Symptoms: Still just can't poo regularly.
Sex (of baby): Pictures got pushed back to next Friday.
Sleep: Much better this week. I can breathe again and Andrew isn't sick any more. He did get me up at 11:30 last night, though. He didn't really need anything so I think he just wanted some mommy time.
Best moment this week? Nothing happened this week really. Just chugging along.
Movement: Possibly. I have felt a few things that might be movement, but I'm not 100% convinced yet.
Food cravings: Just always hungry.
Belly button in or out? In
What I miss? Feeling cute.
What I'm looking forward to? Next appt is on Monday so I'm looking forward to hearing the heartbeat again. The appt is with the cranky doctor so I'm not thrilled about that, but oh well.
Milestones: Nothing really.
What I'm nervous about: I really need to tell work.
It's getting there. I still just feel kind of jiggly. I look forward to when it's a real baby bump.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
TAT ~ Photo Bloopers
This week's Toddle Along Tuesday is another photo blooper post. While my picture taking volume has slowed down considerably from the early days I still get plenty of interesting shots:
Sitting on the potty studying his giant box of "fruit O's"
"Are you making fun of my outfit?"
Yep, a diaper and monster feet is a good look.
And finally...
"I kick ass at skeeball!"
So how about you? What good photo bloopers do you have in your arsenal? Link up with Toddle Along Tuesday and share.
Monday, March 18, 2013
We Just Couldn't Wait
Andrew's birthday is still 8 days away (holy $%&@!) but this weekend was so gorgeous that I couldn't resist. I had to break out his birthday present a little early.
It all started because we were playing in the back yard. It was an absolutely beautiful day. The kind of day that solidifies why I love springtime so much. We were running around the back yard and Andrew kept cracking up when I would jump up and down. That made me think that maybe we should let him play with his birthday present a little early. So I went inside and got the box (that has been sitting in the foyer - not exactly hidden).
We got it out of the box and got everything unrolled. Andrew didn't even know what it was yet, but he started crawling and jumping all over it:
I was amazed at how quickly it inflated - it seriously took a minute at most. Once it was up we took his shoes off and let him climb in. It didn't take long before he was jumping up and down and shouting "I bounce!". He was so excited to be able to bounce and land on his butt without almost falling off the couch.
And the jump castle is awesome. It's big enough for him to bounce all over and even had enough room for J to lounge in there with him. I even got in there with him and bounced for a bit (sitting down, I'm too tall to stand and jump). I was just so excited that he loves it since I would've been pretty bummed if we wasted all that money on it if he hated it.
He spent an hour in there, bouncing, going down the slide, climbing back up and just running around laughing. Oh, and the breakdown was just as easy as the setup. It deflates very fast and folds up into the carry bag in no time at all. All in all I am very happy with it (and no, I'm not being paid to rave about this jump castle or anything - I just really like it).
Now I just hope it holds up long enough that Andrew and 2.0 can play in it together in a few years.
It all started because we were playing in the back yard. It was an absolutely beautiful day. The kind of day that solidifies why I love springtime so much. We were running around the back yard and Andrew kept cracking up when I would jump up and down. That made me think that maybe we should let him play with his birthday present a little early. So I went inside and got the box (that has been sitting in the foyer - not exactly hidden).
We got it out of the box and got everything unrolled. Andrew didn't even know what it was yet, but he started crawling and jumping all over it:
I was amazed at how quickly it inflated - it seriously took a minute at most. Once it was up we took his shoes off and let him climb in. It didn't take long before he was jumping up and down and shouting "I bounce!". He was so excited to be able to bounce and land on his butt without almost falling off the couch.
And the jump castle is awesome. It's big enough for him to bounce all over and even had enough room for J to lounge in there with him. I even got in there with him and bounced for a bit (sitting down, I'm too tall to stand and jump). I was just so excited that he loves it since I would've been pretty bummed if we wasted all that money on it if he hated it.
He spent an hour in there, bouncing, going down the slide, climbing back up and just running around laughing. Oh, and the breakdown was just as easy as the setup. It deflates very fast and folds up into the carry bag in no time at all. All in all I am very happy with it (and no, I'm not being paid to rave about this jump castle or anything - I just really like it).
Now I just hope it holds up long enough that Andrew and 2.0 can play in it together in a few years.
Friday, March 15, 2013
"Bocks!" - and 16 Weeks
A couple months ago one of J's coworkers gave us a big bin of the big lego-like blocks. Her kids have outgrown them and have moved on to actual legos, so Andrew inherited them. At first he didn't pay them too much attention. He would mostly just dump them out and spread them all over the floor.
Recently that has all changed. We moved the big bin out into our living room and now he is obsessed. In the morning after he eats breakfast and as soon as I get him out of his highchair he hightails it into the living room to play with them. Before we leave for daycare he normally runs out there and grabs two of them (he always has to have one for each hand). While we're in the car on the way there I hear him back there saying "bocks" and playing with them. Before dinner he is out there stacking. He takes a few with him on his way to the tub. After bath time he runs back out there to play for a while before I make him go brush his teeth and we read books. So yeah, you can definitely say he's obsessed.
And I love it! Watching him walk around the bin to stack them in different places with a big grin on his face makes me so happy. He gets so excited by what he creates and it warms my heart to see him light up the way he does. I love watching his joy in discovering how things work. I always wonder if this feeling will ever get old? Will it get to the point where I'm just like "Yeah, that's nice."? I hope not. I hope that his excitement continues to elicit just as much excitement out of me as it does now, because I love this feeling.
Ok, enough of that - on to this week:
How far along? 16w0d and the size of an avocado. ~ 4.6 inches and 3.5 ounces. Munchkin 2.0 can hear our voices, is growing hair, eyelashes and eyebrows and is even forming taste buds.
Weight loss/gain: I didn't weigh myself this morning.but on Wednesday I was holding steady at +8 lbs. I'm trying really hard to not obsess over it. I guess 8 lbs for 16 weeks isn't awful.
Maternity clothes: Still no. I may need to break out the maternity jeans in the not too distant future, but for right now I'm still in regular clothes.
Symptoms: Still just can't poo regularly.
Sex (of baby): Doing our photos in 8 days :)
Sleep: I can't breathe out of my nose so sleeping has sucked this week. Also, Andrew has a cough so listening to that on the monitor has woken me up quite a bit.
Best moment this week? Not baby related, but the Easter egg hunt on Wednesday was awesome. Andrew had so much fun and I am so glad I was able to be there for it.
Movement: Still no.
Food cravings: Still nothing, just starving all the time.
Belly button in or out? In
What I miss? Having energy. Where the hell is that 2nd tri burst of energy that I'm supposed to be getting??
What I'm looking forward to? Pictures next week!
Milestones: Just hitting 16 weeks - 2/5 of the way through.
What I'm nervous about: Back to being nervous about telling my family. Oooh I hope they aren't pissed I didn't tell them earlier.
Definitely starting to poof out more now. It's still more noticeable at night than it is at 7:30 AM when I took this picture. The poof is starting to get in the way a little bit during body pump class. Can't wait to see what happens in a few more weeks.
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