Cravings

When I was pregnant with Warren, I don't remember having intense cravings. There were things I really wanted, and things I really didn't want but it wasn't crazy. This time around is SO different. There have been times that I will stop everything I am doing to go get a slurpee. I can't stop thinking about Girl Scout Samoa cookies. I could eat an entire bag of cheese doritos in one sitting. I easily go to Blimpe 3 times a week for a turkey sandwich. Paradise Bakery crumbly blue cheese salads are a weekly must. I haven't been to Einstein's since high school, now it's at least once a week. For anyone who knows me well, you know that when I'm not pregnant, all I drink is Diet Coke. It's easily 6-8 a day. I had to find a good substitute. Chick Fil A Lemonade is Fabulous filler for the time being. The other things I want to eat by the truck loads are jelly beans, Costco granola snack mix, capn' crunch, oranges, peaches, clausen brand pickles and ice cream.
So much for the 40 lbs I lost before I got pregnant. Here it comes again.

Check Up.

We went for our monthly check up this week. I love going in and making sure all is well. I have been feeling so good lately, it made me think for sure something is wrong with the baby. Not so. All is well. His heart beat is nice and strong. He was kicking like crazy. I did find out that my placenta is up front. That isn't a good or a bad thing. It just means I probably won't feel him kick as much.
It is so much fun to see the baby on the ultra sound. I love seeing that little miracle growing so quickly. It's amazing that 19 weeks ago he was just a little cell that you could barely see even under a microscope. Now he is almost a full pound and roughly 7-8 inches long. It was confirmed that he's a boy. It was so funny. The tech asked if we wanted to know the gender and we said, of course (even though we already knew!!) She said "does the fact that he's grabbing himself inbetween his legs give you a clue? Apparently it starts early in the womb. Boys will be boys." Pretty funny. It looks like all fingers and all toes are there. His organs looks great. I am going to guess from what I could see that he has the "Fisher nose." Andrew and Warren both have it. So cute. It was a big relief to see him moving around and looking healthy.
So that's it for this update. Not a lot to report. I guess that's a good thing!

The feeling of panic.

When I logged onto my blog this morning and saw my little floating baby ticker with a big bold 145 days left on there, I panicked a bit. ONLY 145 DAYS!!! I'd better get my act together because there is a lot to do. To be quite honest, the past couple of weeks I haven't been thinking about this little squirt constantly.

Sure, I have the reminders like aching hips, the fact that I am so big you would think I should be delivering next week, I have that constant feeling of hunger and my face looks like I have chicken pox.

Other than that I have been feeling great. I am not too tired. I haven't felt nauseated at all. I have actually had a little motivation to get a few things done. If I take my Tylenol PM I sleep like a champ. I can still touch my toes!! There are still a few non-maternity things in my closet that fit. I can still jog a couple of miles without complaint. Really, I'm in pretty good shape other than the fact that there is not all that much time left. I may be singing a different tune in the not so distant future, but for now I feel like there's not enough time!

So much to do, so little time. At least we made good progress on construction project number one this past weekend (laundry room/ office/ craft room). Hopefully it will be done in the next week or two. Then we can start on the nursery. Who knows, maybe our kitchen will be done by the time the baby is born. Say a little prayer for me!

Salute to my skinny friends.

Dear Skinny Friends (You know who you are),

I just wanted to let you all know how proud I am of you for being so freakin' cute when you are pregnant. I am even more proud of you for not having to put maternity clothes, especially pants on until you are 7, 8 and some of you even 9 months pregnant. That is an outstanding accomplishment.

I can't do it anymore. I can't be jealous of your little bodies and you ability to fit in your jeans on your way in and out of the hospital when you deliver. I woke up this morning ready to bust out the maternity clothes. I realize I am only 4 months pregnant, but I can't pretend like I am comfortable in my regular pants anymore.

This little squirt growing inside of me is only about 5 inches long. He is apparently only growing in my stomach area, but you wouldn't know it by the look of my badonadonk butt growing behind me. How is it that this little person is even making things like my earlobes and random body parts grow? Again, I am so thrilled for those of you who only have your babies grow in your stomach area. My little guy is growing ALL OVER!!!!!!!!

I love all of you girls, even though you are skinny. I just can't live in that dream world anymore. So bring on the maternity clothes and comfort. I officially surrender to my ever growing body.

Love,

Annie.

I could go without.

If there was one pregnancy symptom I could get rid of it would be the zits. I would trade them for nausea, barfing or exhaustion any day.

Seriously???

I have gone potty 5 times in the past hour. No exaggeration! I did run 3 miles this morning and had 2 full bottles of water, but really? It's getting obnoxious.

15 Weeks

Whooa! I may not be tooting this horn later on, but I can't believe how fast this is going by. I look at my little count down ticker and can't believe we only have 168 days to get ready!
So here is the positive bit for this week. I woke up Saturday feeling better than I have in a LONG time. I had energy, no sign of nausea and I even had a bit of motivation mixed in there. I cleaned my entire house. Did all of the laundry. Washed all the sheets and towels. We even started our construction project on our laundry room.
Sunday morning I woke up realizing I had propbably pushed it a little too much. I was exhausted. I didn't want to do anything but sit. By the end of the day, my hips hurt so bad. Can I assume they are opening up already to make room for our little guy? I seriously felt like I had run 8 miles without stopping and then didn't stretch (and we all know I'm not running 8 miles right now!)
Really, that's it for this week. Nothing extreme. No big news. I just feel great and can't ask for much more right now.