16 weeks 3 days..

Oh my jesus does my back ache. And my feet. I've been slacking on exercising. But just about every day this week I've gone to the mall or something with a few of the wives. And let me tell you. All that walking is kicking my butt. I came home after 5 hours of shopping. And I couldn't wait to just lay down and put my feet up. I bought some nikes and I figured since we were going shopping. Today would be a great day to break them in. Oh boy was I wrong. Every store after the first hour. I just wanted to sit down. And I did until we left and made our way to a new one. And the mall we went to is ridiculous. Its huge. And not indoors. And 3 stories or so. And it's always packed. Ya I don't think I'd go again if it wasn't bc I needed a dress.
SO I've come to the conclusion that in order to really appreciate the blessing of a child. You have to face all the bad parts of pregnancy head on. Or maybe appreciate your none pregnant body even more. Given that all my first trimester annoyances are gone. Comes new ones. And I think I still have 11 weeks or so left in this trimester. I hear third trimester is the best. Best being you can't sleep bc your too big to get comfortable. Well your too big to do anything. Your feet and hands are almost always swollen. Actually they are supposed to swell now. But mine don't. I don't even know why they swell. I just heard it through the grapevine that they do. I've heard your bladder becomes almost uncontrollable the last trimester. Oh joy. All these of stories of woman peeing themselves is hilarious. But how is it going to be when the tables have turned. And well it's your turn to not make it to the rest room. Uh oh.

These are my 2nd trimester annoyances..

• My cravings are outrageous. I want everything I see. And it can be brought on my a little commercial. It's times like these I hate not being home. Those olive garden commercials are almost driving me insane.
• My 2nd trimester vagina hates my husbands penis. Enough said. Sex can be painful. My 1st trimester vagina loved him. Praised him. My how the tables have turned. I can't wait to see what 3rd trimester has in store for us.
• My poor poor back. If I'm sitting too long it hurts. If I'm standing too long it hurts. I've learned that their really is no winning in pregnancy. 
• My poor poor feet. Enough said. Oh how they ache. I wish they had cute comfortable shoes. Something that will make me feel like I'm walking on air. But no. Someone once told me. The cuter they are, the more they hurt. My oh my were they right.

Other than these few minor things. Pregnancy is great. I'm growing and it seems to be fast. Every week I look bigger. And I don't mind bc I know that my little man is growing big. Let's just hope he doesn't grow as big as Steven was as a baby. Pushing out a 10 lbs baby isn't my idea of fun. But I can literally say that his mom can do anything after pushing him out of her. But I'll be happy with 7 to 8 lbs. Please and Thank you!
Shopping for a boy isn't as much fun as a girl. But let me tell you I've already bought him 8 or so onesies and outfits. I can only imagine what I'm going to accumulate over time. I bought him a team grandpa outfit. I know my dad would've wanted him to be athletic. He was always a sporty man. He coached us until we just fell out of love with sports. And he cheered us on in everything we did. So I thought it would be appropriate to buy it for him. He is going to be named after him. So I want him to grow up having a little piece of him. So I want to encourage what my would have encouraged. I hope he grows up to be curious about him. Bc I can talk about my dad all day if you let me.

4 more weeks until I get the confirmation ultrasound from my hospital. Well technically 3 weeks. Steven keeps saying it's going to come up a girl. Which I'm not having. Don't get me wrong. I'd love a girl. But I've already gotten excited about the fact that he is going to be a he. But I guess in 3 weeks we will know for sure.

Here is to a happy and healthy 24 more weeks.

15wks 1day.. It's a....

BOY!

He will be Frederick Nathaniel.

The shot from underneath..

I think he was so tired of us poking and messing with him to open his legs. He looks like he is rolling around. And bam. There it is.

Well that is all for now. I'm in love with him already!

Cinderella for a day..

I found a dress for the ball. Un problemo. It's $278 that isn't including shipping or alterations. So now I gotta convince my husband to let me get it. I mean the dress is practically perfect for my pregnant body. And by the time of sub ball I will be about 25 to 27 weeks pregnant. So to find something that you instantly fall in love with, knowing the big things in your way of any other dress. Literally big things in the way. If all else fails. I will cry. Bc I'm pregnant and hormonal and expanding. And all I want is a pretty dress for the ball. I'll see if I can post a pic. But I really don't know how from my phone. So I might have to do it later.

Ps. Friday we've been married a year. And Saturday we have an appointment to find out what we are having. I'm soooo excited!

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Hungry again?!

So we just went to bed at about 11pm. It is now almost 3am. I've been awake since 2:30. I knew I was gonna wake up. I tend to wake up every couple hours throughout the night just to pee. But this time I knew I was gonna get hungry.
I gave myself the benefit of the doubt. Came back in bed and closed my eyes only to get me no where. So now I'm laying here hungry. Eventually I will get up and make me something. But I'm just freaking out at how hungry I can be. I literally ate like 30 minutes before bed. I couldn't even think about touching more food at that time. Yet right now, my stomach sounds like I haven't eaten for days. It's pretty ridiculous. I feel like I'm eating for an army instead of two.

On another note. I watched the premiere of born every minute on lifetime. Or something like that. Basically woman having babies. Steven lasted 5 minutes before he was disgusted and turned to his nook. But it was an alright show.
Todays episode. Reassured me that I will not be having a natural birth. Give me the epidural. Drug me up. I don't care if I'm loopy when my baby is out. He/she ain't going anywhere other than to get checked and all that good stuff. I can seriously live without feeling the entire thing as it happens. As soon as I saw the natural delivery. And her face when the midwife said that is what crowning felt like. I was sold on the needle in back. Big props to ppl who do it natural. It just won't be for me. I'm already scarred thinking about how much my who-ha is gonna go through in the process. Feeling it all will just make it more depressing.
I told my husband today I secretly am hoping for a c-section. Just so I know my goods won't be damaged. But for the most part. I wanna experience the screaming my head off while pushing a baby the size of a watermelon out of my vag.

So there is my randomness ranting and thinking for today. I'll be back soon. Important things are coming up within the next couple weeks. My hormones will for sure have something to bitch about :)

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