WE. ARE. HALFWAY. THERE.

No, really. We are. ACTUALLY…..if you factor in that baby 2.0 has been measuring a week bigger at every ultrasound, AND that we will take him a week early if we schedule a c-section, we are OVER half way there.

Size of the baby: He’s about the size of a C cup boob. Or so says the daddy at hisboyscanswim.com . You could also use the bump’s comparison of a banana. Six and 1/2 inches long, and ours in particular is 14 ounces. He has taste buds, is practicing swallowing, and can hear things from the outside! I think he always hears the hum of my laptop because that is when he’s most active. He was also REALLY active (the most I’ve ever felt) when I had a bought of throwing up. He started to squirm…I was like “oh sorry honey, didn’t mean to disturb YOU!!” 😛

Weight gain: 18 lbs. I can’t believe I even typed that. Actually, while I typed that, I was shoving a cookie in my face hole.

Gender: Boy!!!!

Movement: Everyday now. I was very surprised to hear that my placenta is anterior, which usually prevents mommy from feeling things so soon, but not me! I felt him a few weeks ago!

Sleep: I’ve at least stopped waking up EVERY morning at 4:30 to pee. I’ve been waking up to a new problem these days…headaches! Pretty certain it’s my sinuses. Pretty sure it sucks.

what I miss: Feeling like I look good in an outfit. Everything rides up or down, usually my shirt rides up and my pants ride down…you know what that leaves. Crack. And it’s wack.

Cravings: Shepherd’s pie, gingerbread cookies, and popcorn.

Symptoms: Crazy dreams, puffy hands when I lay down, the sort of tiredness induced by an alaskan state troopers dart gun, and weepiness. I think that’s why my sinuses are jacked.

Best moment this week:Confirming that our fetus indeed has a penis.

Worst moment this week: Saturday night when I decided to bring a teething baby into our bed.

There you have it!

XOXO

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Don’t you die?

I die.

I guess we need to start watching our language now that she is starting to repeat things!!!

xoxo

I thought I did.  I’ve thought about it several different times over the past year.  But I don’t want to leave this piece of internet.  It’s mine.  It basically got me through my first pregnancy with some form of comic relief, socialization, and gripe release.

I saw all of your wonderful comments about how you all would come with me and it made me so happy.

So for now, I will stay where I’m at, gripe freely, and not feel bad about my own dang feelings!  They’re MINE too!  I can’t expect every person (Because it’s been several people) who has directly or indirectly prompted me to stop this whole thing to know what it actually means to me right now.  I won’t be bullied out of it.   I need this.  I need my little cozy spot.

THE BLOG CONTINUES!  SO HERE:

My last weekend and most of this week sucked.

Saturday was the dreaded time change.  Ultimately it didn’t matter that I had planned this transition because Harper started to hardcore teeth during the day.  Let me assure you, it did not end that night.  She acted like her whole world was falling apart no matter what I would do!  She was soaking wet with fever.  She was sad.  I was sad.  MY back hurt.  BAD.  But it didn’t matter because she’s more important than my back.  I finally got her to bed at 8….she screamed until 9.  I’m not really for letting my kid scream, but nothing would help.  I hold her, she screams and kicks to get free, she had already eaten, she’d been changed, she had baby oragel, she had a dose of tylenol for her fever, she was just over the whole tooth thing.

9 rolls around and I’m all like “holy Jesus thank you Lord ***holy dance***, now I’m going to bed!!!!

10 rolls around.  She’s screaming again.  I get her back to sleep with milk and oragel.

11 rolls around.  Guess what?  Yea you got it.

12 rolls around…….omygosh…..REALLY!?

1am SMACKS ME IN THE FACE.  I fill her face with yummy milk and her next timed dose of tylenol for fever.

Luckily I don’t hear her again until 6ish….John can get that one.  I’m staying right the heck where I’m at with my bum back and squished bladder.

Sunday was a bad morning in my own home. Nobody was happy. Sunday I get to go to work.  Which is good.  I needed that.  I really did.

Monday and Tuesday nights were met with nightmares, back pain, AND THIS FREAKING HEADACHE THAT STILL LINGERS TODAY.

I suspect that it was from crying the weekend, creating pressure behind my eyes, but could it be something else?

Iron pills – Check

Caffeine – Check

Lots of water – Check

Food – Triple Check

BP fine? – Check

I hear pets lower stress and blood pressure, and produce better health overall.  So I called in a professional.

El Tomino

Screeetchhh ma ear

Get in there Tom, don’t hold back any…

I’m a disaster, but Tom is really holding up.

Attack!

xoxo

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ever been pregnant and had a dream that someone took their baby away from them?  

I was having a rough night a few nights ago, went through an almost sleepless night and had the worst dream ever.  

The only bit I remember of the dream is that I was holding my baby (I’m almost certain, the boy) and a man burst into wherever I was, and told me he was taking my baby from me and proceeded to rip him from my arms.  I don’t remember if he got away or if he even got the baby from me.  I woke up out of breath freaking out, and have been thinking about it every since!  I’ve already got issues about something happening to my baby(ies) as it is, this dream does NOT help me out any!

I’ve found myself obsessing as to whether I can feel baby move the past couple of days and I feel like today I haven’t felt anything.  I’m so glad next week will be our 5 month appointment!

When I lived alone, I would OFTEN have dreams of losing people I loved.  In terrible ways too!  They were the worst nightmares of my life!  But this is probably the worst one during this pregnancy.

I need my brain to sleep at night too, and quit wondering around in other places.

XOXO

Bell

about posting up somewhere else in the blog world and just halting this for now.  Or just picking up an extra piece of internet real estate for my own sanity and only taking my non personal followers with me.   Get it?   If you want to come with me, and you’re one of my friends in far far away land, comment here (via an established wordpress account) and I will send you the new site once it’s established!  I would like to take as many of you with me as possible to the new spot!

See you when I get there!!

XOXO

Bell

I’ve discovered there are certain things, that when cleaned, never get noticed. The following items are like a bar tip jar, if nobody sees you do them, they don’t really count:

Scrubbing the inside of a toilet
Sweeping
Mopping with unscented cleaner
Scraping burnt stuff of the stove
Wiping down tubs or showers
Dusting (assuming you don’t let it get an inch thick)
Washing the sheets (assuming all your sheets are the same color)

Anything else I’m missing?

She just does. Fake Tom is her BFF.

But why?

I am pretty sure it’s because for 7 months, REAL Tom laid on top of her and kept her warm (er).

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But when she came out into the real world, Tom looks at here with these

big SCARED eyes…like she’s a Rottweiler and he his her next meal. Not to say that she wouldn’t try to lick or eat the cat, because she totally would.

So we birthed fake Tom to take his place.

And he’s sort of a dead ringer for the real Tom right?!

So here we have it folks, our lovey.  I’ve already bought a back up fake Tom just incase something tragic were to happen to our first one!

I hope everyone is snuggling with their own version of fake Tom tonight!

XOXO