9.16.2014

Bumpdate {39 Weeks}


39 week bumpdate


{How I am Feeling} 
I think the board pretty much says it all... somebody get this child out of me! I've started to experiment with some natural ways to induce labor and as you can probably tell, none are working.

{Weight Gain} 
My weight is the same as last week but they are estimating the kid's weight at 6 pounds. He/She may have a peanut (small) head but at least they are a normal and healthy weight!

{Exercise} 
Still doing the (almost) daily dog walks with Snoopy and I actually tried running around the house/up and down the stairs the other night trying to induce labor. It did give me a contraction! However it was only one and there was no way I had the energy to that again.

{Clothing} 
A very sweet friend of mine let me borrow a bunch of her maternity clothes and let me tell you, it is amazing what a few new shirts can do for a girl!

{Sleep} 
It's been on and off, but mainly off. I was so tired the other day at the grocery store that after staring blankly at a chicken breast for 5 minutes the butcher asked me if I was alright... I didn't even need chicken...

{Movement} 
Junior still loves to head butt my bladder on an hourly basis as well as poke either their knee or foot way, way, way, way out of my side. 

{Food Cravings} 
Sugar, sugar and more sugar. Nothing new there.

{What I am Missing} 
My old body! I can't wait until I can start working out again and get back into shape.

{Belly Button}  
Well when the baby dropped my belly button popped back out again, sigh.

{Labor Signs}
I actually got three pretty intense contractions last night/early morning and I was pretty hopeful - then they stopped and I haven't had any since then :(

{Looking Forward To} 
Meeting this baby and finding out if they are a Jackson or an Olivia! Hopefully it's sooner rather than later, I want to avoid being induced at all costs.

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Twelve Weeks : : Thirteen Weeks

Fourteen Weeks : : Fifteen Weeks


 
Eighteen Weeks : : Nineteen Weeks

Twenty Weeks : : Twenty-One Weeks

Twenty-Two Weeks : : Twenty-Three Weeks

Twenty-Four Weeks : : Twenty-Five Weeks

 17 weeks bumpdate

Twenty-Eight Weeks : : Twenty-Nine Weeks

Thirty Weeks : : Thirty-One Weeks

Thirty-Two Weeks : : Thirty-Three Weeks

 
Thirty-Four Weeks : : Thirty-Five Weeks

36 week bumpdate 
Thirty-Six Weeks : : Thirty-Seven Weeks

38 week bumpdate

9.12.2014

The Proposal


marry me

This September marks Blondie and mine's two year wedding anniversary! To celebrate I thought it would be fun to tell the story of how he popped the question. (Unfortunately the picture above has nothing to do with our story, we stupidly never took any pictures that night *head smack*)

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It was a freezing cold December night and we were at a friend's wedding in downtown Denver at the gorgeous Brown Palace Hotel. Joe and I were having a blast catching up with old friends and drinking the night away. It had been an especially fun night because I had somehow managed to catch the bride's bouquet despite being quite intoxicated. (I swear that I am not a drunkard even though I seem to be drunk in all my stories pertaining to my husband)

During dinner my husband kept talking about going outside and walking around downtown for a little bit, and I kept telling him it was 20 degrees outside and that I was in a teeny tiny dress so no thank you. However all throughout the night he progressively got more and more adamant about going for this dang walk of his and I got progressively drunker, so my drunk self eventually gave into his annoying request and I agreed to go outside with him just to shut him up. (I love him, I really do)

It was at this point I noticed that he was starting to get a little nervous which I found odd because he never, ever gets that way about anything. (You think I would have known by now what was going on but I had no stinking clue - I will blame it on the wine) We were walking down the sidewalk looking at all the beautiful Christmas decorations and talking about how much we missed Colorado when he suggested we stop and sit on a nearby bench. I personally thought this was a great idea because heels, ice covered sidewalks and booze are not a very smart combination. (Still had no idea what was going on at this point)

When I sat down he stayed standing up and reached for something in his jacket pocket. (Still oblivious here, I thought he needed a tissue or something because it was awfully cold out) However when he got down on one knee and showed me the ring I FINALLY understood what was happening - he was proposing! Holy sheenanigans! Why oh why did I ever allow myself to drink so much? He said some adorably cute and romantic things while my eyes were popping out of my head and my jaw hung there wide open, just waiting for a stray bug to fly in.

When he stopped talking I didn't say a word, I think I was still in too much of a shock. The poor guy started to get this depressed look on this face due to my lack of response and my face resembling one of those clown squeezy toy things. When I finally realized I was scaring the poor man half to death and should probably respond, I screamed out, "YES!" and jumped on him knocking him off his knee. After that moment I didn't care about the cold as much as we walked a little bit longer outside, holding hands and talking excitedly about the future.

Us a few hours before he proposed
Oh and remember how I was saying that I had caught the bouquet earlier in the night? Well I later learned that they had planned the whole thing and that the bride had asked everyone earlier to let me catch it - talk about being set up!

9.11.2014

When I'm All Alone...

... I tend to do some odd things.

I can't dance


Dance and sing. May I add that both are done horribly and with amazing exaggeration, which is why I only do it while alone.

Talk to my dog A LOT in strange voices. I've heard this is really only worrisome if your pet talks back to you in your mind though... Right Snoopy? Right mom!

Watch trashy television and drink wine. Real Housewives anyone?

Pick at things. Toenails, fingernails, spots on my face, loose threads on the couch, you name it. I've heard this means you are a control freak or have OCD or something, but I already knew these things about myself so no surprise there.

Clean and organize. This goes back to the OCD/control freak issue from above. I love to just sit back and revel in my handiwork once it is all done too. (Like I said, I already know I'm a tad crazy)

Leave the bathroom door open. I'm sure you all wanted to know that.

Cook foods my husband doesn't like. This is the only way I can get seafood people!

Read aloud to myself. Not quite sure why this is so enjoyable.

Play computer games on a very childish website. I'm telling you it's a great way to distract you from adult life.


So now I want to know, what do you like to do when you are all alone?

9.08.2014

Bumpdate {38 Weeks}


38 week bumpdate


{How I am Feeling} 
GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME! I've had my fun and although I really have enjoyed being pregnant, the fun part is over and I have had enough of this %$#@! I think the fact that it feels like my abs are ripping off of whatever they are supposed to be connected to at the top of my belly finally did it for me. I can't move more than a couple inches without wincing in pain.

I sincerely apologize for all of the complaining that is about to ensue...

{Weight Gain} 
Surprisingly I have lost a pound, not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe eating a bunch of gourmet cupcakes is the secret because that is what I have been doing lately. 

{Exercise} 
Still the typical dog walks and housework, although both are getting harder as each day goes by. Oh husband!

{Clothing} 
Well out of the five shirts that still fit me I have permanently stained two of them these past few weeks, so now I am down to three... there is not a whole lot of variety in my wardrobe in other words

{Sleep} 
Absolutely horrible. I never have any trouble getting to sleep but along comes my scheduled 3 AM pee break and then I pretty much toss and turn from there, finally giving up around 6:30. Something tells me that I will not be getting another good nights sleep for a very, very, very long time.

{Movement} 
Oh you betcha there is movement! This child enjoys repeatedly head butting my bladder wherever I just so happen to be, which in turns makes me wince and cross my legs in order not to piss my pants. People tend to find this strange when in public and then proceed to stare. I had to explain to one lady that no, I was not going into labor, I was just trying to not pee my pants in public like a three year old.  

{Food Cravings} 
Still loving sugar and recently I have discovered smore's candy corn... something tells me you know what that means.

{What I am Missing} 
Sleep, being able to get comfortable, sleep, booze, sleep, eggs benedict, sleep, my feet not hurting, sleep, walking normally, etc, etc, etc (aka GET OUT!!!!)

{Belly Button}  
It's stretched out like a black and blue pancake - looks pretty funny actually.

{Labor Signs}
Nothing other than the occasional Braxton Hicks contraction unfortunately :(

{Looking Forward To} 
Our appointment on Thursday so they can tell me I am 8 cm dilated and whisk me off the delivery room where my baby will be born painlessly an hour later - because that is so going to happen.

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Twelve Weeks : : Thirteen Weeks

Fourteen Weeks : : Fifteen Weeks


 
Eighteen Weeks : : Nineteen Weeks

Twenty Weeks : : Twenty-One Weeks

Twenty-Two Weeks : : Twenty-Three Weeks

Twenty-Four Weeks : : Twenty-Five Weeks

 17 weeks bumpdate

Twenty-Eight Weeks : : Twenty-Nine Weeks

Thirty Weeks : : Thirty-One Weeks

Thirty-Two Weeks : : Thirty-Three Weeks

 
Thirty-Four Weeks : : Thirty-Five Weeks

36 week bumpdate 
Thirty-Six Weeks : : Thirty-Seven Weeks