The pumpkin mob

I'm loving the pumpkin hats, Whitney humored me long enough for a photo but isn't too keen on wearing it til next year with little Wesley. Olivier was held against his will and wouldn't take a group photo. Then he spent the rest of the evening attacking me. I think that he is more anxious for me to get back to life than Whit or I, though we are counting down the days.


Though its a little early to be carving pumpkins its one of the few Halloween activities that I can do this year. So we are carving twice. Here is round 1. We went over to carve with the Neros and made some yummy caramel apples. I prefer friendly over scary.

28 weeks and counting....

Here I am at 28 weeks. Though I don't think I am much bigger than I was at 20 weeks I must be cause the comments are starting to come. I chalk it up to karma cause I always told Audra how great she looked and laughed when she told me the comments that she got.

As far as an update goes, I am on a water diet due to kidney stones and feel as if I just might float away. I am taking lovenox shots thanks to family history of clots and rest. I am happy to say that I haven't bruised but instead have "love marks" covering my belly. Only 2 more months of rest and 3 months til Wesley makes his appearance.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Whitney! Now is it 25 or 26? I always get confused. I know its a little embarrassing when you don't even know how old your husband is. But in my defense, when we met he said that he was 23. So a few weeks later when his birthday rolled around I naturally added a year. So last year I thought we were celebrating his 25th birthday, nope he was only 24. Oops! I forgot to consider the "rounding rule".
But this year we did celebrate his 25th birthday and we were definitely going to have cake. (I had to make up for last year when I totally forgot and instead had a disgusting gluten free pie that we bought last minute.) When I asked Whitney what kind of cake he wanted this year, thinking yellow or chocolate? He said he wanted a gun cake. A gun cake? Yep. So I asked my sister Christina to help me out since she is great at making / decorating cakes. Not being a big fan of guns we also decided to make a fall / halloween cake since it is his favorite time of year.
To celebrate his birthday we enjoyed a free meal at Paradiso (gotta love the free meals) and just enjoyed spending the day together. Later we had some friends over for games and pizza. An hour after we ordered the pizza and still hungry we called, only to find out that they delivered to the upstairs apartment. Arghhh... So they rushed us out some fresh pizzas and the neighbors got pizza too. Whit went off to the midnight movie and I happily went to bed.

Dream comes true... just not mine

So I recently had a dream that I became pregnant while I was 6 months pregnant. And it just happened over and over again. I was eternally pregnant. For me it was more of a nightmare. I was relieved that it couldn't really happen. But today Christina shared an interesting news story with me.

Pregnant while being pregnant.

Aghhh..... But this is actually kind of cool and wouldn't mind it so much. Sure glad it can't happen past 24 days though.

Moving and shaking

I have felt our little guy move since about 18 weeks and have seen little movements. However every time Whit tries to feel the baby move nothing. This weekend we are just watching a movie and the next thing we know we see something sticking out of my belly. It was the coolest, trippy alien thing I have seen. So we spent a good portion of the weekend watching the belly move and Whit finally has felt baby Adams.

Hormones mades me do it

Hormones mades me do it, that's my story and I am sticking to it. Now this could prove that I shouldn't be allowed to make decision when pregnant, but it does have some nice advantages. First Whitney loves it (though he wishes that I would have gone shorter) and second it is by far the easiest hair-do that I have ever had. A quick comb though after the shower and viola. Whitney's has always wanted me to try a shorter Tinkerbell cut. Since becoming pregnant, I feel like my hair has become grimy. Ughh... So on an impulse and some convincing I threw caution to the wind and let them chop it off. I still am not use to it and wonder who is that stranger in the mirror. But I am sure it will grow on me. I still have to play around with it and figure out the best style.

What are your thoughts? Honesty is valued most of all.

Definitely not a crock.

I have been craving donuts like crazy. I am happy to say this insatiable craving has been satisfied. Not with donuts but a dang good second thanks to Betty Crocker. (Confession, the cake didn't even last a week.) It is sooooo good. Amazing actually, and it is under $4. Honestly need I say more. No more cake-less birthdays for this household.

Halfway there...YIPEE!!!

I have made it to the halfway point. Wahoo (... still anxiously awaiting the end), so it is belly pic time. I feel enormous already and most of the growth is still ahead of me. YIKES!

WARNING TMI: I like that my chest finally looks smaller even though it has grown 3+ sizes. I gave up on trying to get a good fit since I have to custom order them now, so who knows.

My new sweet baby - Baby Adams!

We still haven't decided on a name.......


What do you think about my little new baby Baby Adams?
MakeMeBabies.com - What will your baby look like?

Doozers and Fraggles

So in ample spare time I have picked up some extra reading. Fraggle rock books are classic. So the story goes for all of you that missed out on these great books. The doozer motto is

"Building is good! working is right!
Work is what makes every Doozer heart light!"

But the doozer who didn't, didn't want to work. So he sat around and did nothing until he got bigger and bigger and eventually became hairy and grew a tail. And that is the legend of how fraggle began to be.

So now the questions is, I am becoming a fraggle?

You have to admit there are a lot of similarities....