Daddy Long Legs

The proof is in the pudding people. That right there is a little girl nugget. The Hubster and I couldn't be happier. Well, I am sure The Hubster could be happier, he would probably LOVE it if I stopped buying stuff. I can't help it. Yes I know, she won't wear half the stuff or I won't need it, but tell that to the birds because this mama doesn't care. She already has more headbands then all the Duggar Girls combined and more onsies then a family with triplets. She's excited about it all too, I just know it.

Speaking of excitement, she's so excited ALL THE TIME, that she constantly kicks my bladder with those long legs of hers. Even the Dr. and ultrasound tech couldn't get over her long limbs. I was just thinking, YES!! She will be tall and pretty and not short and squatty like her mama.

Here she is again, just kicking away, making sure I empty my bladder every 5 minutes.

Sweet already isn't she?

True Story

I was at Babies R Us at the registry counter waiting my turn, when I over hear another customer lady and the employee sharing birth stories. At one point, the customer lady turns to me and asks me if I know what she means about the pain (of giving birth). I of course said "Oh yes, it's awful, but thank goodness for Demerol and Epidurals."

Right as I finished this sentence, the look on this lady's face changed to a look as if I just told her that her dog died. She looked horrified. She told me that if I used those, then I have no idea what pain is and that she is on her third boy and this will be her third natural pregnancy. In shock that she just said all that to me, I just told her how awesome I thought that was, but that I was way too big of a sissy to go all natural. (when I really wanted to tell her that if she was on her third boy, what the hell was she registering for!??!)

This is where it gets good.....or better.

She went on and on about how she doesn't understand women that get drugged up to bring a child in to this world and that she thinks that's just as bad as drinking during pregnancy.

Yes, at this point I was wondering how long I would be in jail if I hit her. But instead I controlled my urge and just responded nicely.

I said "Well, drinking during pregnancy can harm the child and epidurals are safe, so I am not sure how those are the same."

Her response to me is that drugs and alcohol aren't used to conceive the baby so why would they be used to birth the baby?

I just laughed and said, "Apparently you weren't around the night Little Girl was conceived because I am 100% positive that there was alcohol involved."

Yep, that shut her up. Made the employee and I crack up too.

p.s. In person, this conversation wasn't as snotty as it sounds typed out, but it was SASSY!

Wordless Wednesday

I'm Packing The Sass

That's right! I am busy growing a sassy mini version of me! Don't be scared though, she won't be able to affect the world in a sassy way until she is at least one....I hope.

Her sweet little name will be Isabella Suzanne. And yes, we plan on calling her Bella for short. The Hubster picked this name out, cute right? Now let's just see if he does pony tails as well as he picks names.

Speaking of doing things well, can we just talk about how guys are hopeless when it comes to getting kids dressed or doing their hair?? Poor Little Boy, if I leave it up to the Hubster to get him dressed, he looks like they picked out his clothes blind folded. Why is it that men can go into their closet and pick out a nice outfit that MATCHES yet when it comes to kids, they all of a sudden forgot that green pants with a blue stripe don't match a yellow and orange patterned shirt?

I guess some questions will never be answered.

15 Weeks

Not much has changed with the bump. Thank goodness!!! The clothes I was wearing at 12 weeks still fit, if not better. I haven't gained much weight, I think for the whole pregnancy I am up 5lbs. Which for me, is AWESOME! I am the kind of person that if I just think about a donut, I will gain weight. I know, it's not fair. This Wednesday I am going in for a "gender check" ultra sound. I am so excited I can't even stand it. I am just hoping and hoping and hoping and hoping (you get the idea) that the baby cooperates and shows us his goodies! Little boy wasn't shy at all. Every time we took a peek at him in the belly, he was right there in front of the camera letting everyone see what he was working with. So please keep your fingers crossed for me that this one is the same way, not shy.

Rhythm Of My Heart

I don't know about you, but I love me some Rod Stewart. I can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing the first time I heard his song. It was instant love. And now, nothing puts me in a better mood than a song by him. So you can imagine how bad I wet my pants when I saw him walking across the street from us in Miami Beach.

These aren't the best pictures, but he kept stopping to take pictures with people, so I didn't want to run across the street (and get killed) just to be another person bugging him. Plus by this time, I am sure the Hubster had had enough of my crazy celeb stalking.

How nice is he posing with this guy in the wheel chair? Seriously he stopped for anyone who asked. What a trooper my guy Rod is.

Sunshine Lost

This is my dad with his parents.

And sadly, today we had to say goodbye to his mom, The Nana.

I've never lost someone close to me and even though we didn't have the Grandma/Granddaughter relationship I wish we had, my heart aches like it never has before. It aches for my Papa, Dad, Aunt and Uncles.

Please keep them in your thoughts as they go through this tough time.

Love At First Stroll

Thanks to my friend Kate, I stumbled on this beauty. The Baby Jogger City Select. Can we say AMAZING?!?!? Just look at all the seating arrangements?

Now it's a little pricey, ok a lot pricey. But the Hubster likes this one too, so it makes it ok right? He still loved it even after I let him in on the price, go figure! I think it helped that he wasn't too fond of the normal double wide or double long strollers. He took one like this for a little ride around the store and said it drove like a Cadillac, the rest is history. Let me just tell you how excited I am about this. This stroller is amazing.

It will be mine, right after I get 3 more jobs.

It All Makes Sense Now

I now understand why women should wait to have babies until they are married. Sure, some might say because that's what's right and what the bible says. However, I say that it's because when you are LEGALLY tied to someone, it's a lot harder for them to leave you. Why would they leave you? Because you are a hormonal beast!! At least I am. Every night around 7pm, I turn into pregzilla. It's bad and I feel horrible for the Hubster. Seriously, one minute I am frustrated with him for not hanging out with me, the next minute I am telling him I want to be alone and just nap. Then the next minute, I am telling him I can't sleep and that I am hungry. Then when he brings me the food, I am passed out and now I am pissed that he woke me up to give me the food. See? Poor sucker just can't win. My favorite though and I am sure it's his favorite too, is when I apologize for being like that and say it's just that I am so emotional and I can't control it. He then of course hugs me and says it's ok because he understands my situation. Oh crap, here comes the rage again. "MY SITUATION?!?!" When did this become just MY situation?!?

And it starts all over again.

So again, I think it's very important for us women to marry our men BEFORE we show them our crazy hormonal pregnant side. And during the pregnancy, you just have to hope that your man will constantly remind himself of that amazing women he married.

Haha little do they know that the post baby blues are worse!

Withdrawls

We are missing this guy in a bad way!! We took a little week vacation to ourselves, just to get away and enjoy some couple time before we become a family of four. Of course we are having a blast, but man, we are missing the MESS out of Little Boy. Every time we call him, he gets sad and whines for us to come home. Talk about breaking my heart. Sunday night after I hung up with him, I lost it. We were driving back to the hotel and I just cried. I felt so bad for leaving him. He has no concept of time so who knows if he even understands that Mommy and Daddy are coming back. Ahhhh my poor little baby boy!! Now, I know he's fine and I know it's good for us to get out as adults, but it doesn't make it any easier. The Hubster and I decided that it will be awhile before we run off for 6 days alone again. I just don't think I can handle anymore sad phone calls from little boy.