30 Weeks Today!

My how the time flies. I keep saying that, but I really do mean it. My shower is tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited!! I've been having dreams all this week about it. Some good, some bad ;) I can't wait to see old friends and family AND eat yummy food! My friend Darlene is making me one of her famous fancy cakes, I can't wait to see it! I'll take lots of pictures...

Today begins the official countdown...

10 weeks left!

Roly Poly

The midget has kept me up for the past 2 nights. I'm sure he's trying to prep me for his arrival. Every time I lay down to rest, nap, or go to sleep; for some reason he thinks it's play time. His kicks and punches have turned to rolls and jabs. It's quite interesting to see his dance moves on my belly. Dave and I like to put the remote on my belly and watch as it dances around. He's all over my ENTIRE stomach...sometimes I wonder if there's an octapus in there. When I lay on my side, whatever side is touching the couch will be pummeled by little taps and pokes. On the other side, I'll feel rolls and swipes. I really wish I could have my own ultrasound machine so I could see what is going on in there...

29 Weeks Today!

Uh, where has the time gone? I found new stretchmarks this morning under my belly. They were hiding. I was so proud of them, I showed one of my co-workers. She laughed at me and told me that it was nothing to be proud of. Uh, I've been waiting for these stretch marks for a long time...I'll wear them with pride :) We're getting closer to the single-digit countdown and I must admit I'm feeling claustrophobic. Not due to pregnancy, but because I feel my walls closing in on me at home. I have a huge list of projects I want to do before baby comes, but I'm afraid that all won't get done. The only major concern is getting the room painted and Dave is still under the impression that I'm not allowed to paint (there's no medical reason why I can't, but hey, if I can avoid it I will. I HATE to paint.), so hopefully I can con him into doing it while I have my shower next Saturday. Can I tell you how excited I am for this shower?! I'm not sure how I'll respond being involved in one that is centered on me, but I am very anxious for that day to be here.

Baby is now over 16 inches long and weighs about 3 pounds. What the?! I remember when he was the size of a sesame seed. Sometimes I look at my belly and am very skeptical that there's something-or someone in there. Then I see the ripples of the little guy moving and I'm brought back to reality.

Stranger = Best Friend

Last night, Dave and I went to the grocery store for our weekly shopping. He's been coming with me more often now, because for some reason, I get dizzy and have to sit down in the aisles when I'm at the store. It also helps to have him dip in the cart for me when we check out so I don't have to keep bending over. The bending isn't so much a problem, but the belly is. I forget it's there and bump into everything. It's really quite humorous. The cashier didn't get a price right on something, so he asked me to check on it for him. I asked to squeeze by the lady behind me and had to duck my belly under her cart handle. She acted irritated and said, "I could move, if you'd like". I smiled and said, I'm good, thanks. I came back with the price for the cashier and continued to checkout. The same lady then said, "Oh, now it makes sense why couldn't get by" with a smile. Apparently I look preggo from the side and not the front. I'm still amazed at how nice people are to me now (once they see the belly, anyway).

A man in scrubs winked at me in the cheese aisle. That was awkward.

A store worker passed my aisle, then came back to ask if I needed anything while I was hunting for brownie mix.

A woman at the dentist's office said I looked so good for 7 months and went on to tell me all about her pregnancy. She just found out yesterday that she's 5 weeks along.

I've noticed that strangers think they're my best friends now. It's interesting.

Dare I Say I'm Huge?

I don't feel big, but when I pass by a mirror, I still freak myself out. Who is that preggo person?! Oh yeah, it's me! My belly starts feeling heavy toward the end of the day. That's what a full day's work will do to you, I guess.

I attempted to put the last of the decor up on my cabinets in my kitchen, but my belly kept getting in the way (don't worry, Dave was there to spot me). So, I had to resort to Dave attempting to put things up. Backfired. No offense, boy Dave, but you can't decorate. Now I just have a slue of junk sitting idly on top of cabinets. Looks like crap, I tell ya.

10 Things I Love About Being Pregnant

Kasey said I should post this. I'm sure she wasn't serious, but I took the dare anyway! Yeah, so it's not 100 things, but 10 will do.

1. When I eat too much and feel guilty about it, people tell me I'm allowed to.
2. My pregnancy wardrobe is much cuter than my pre-pregnancy apparel.
3. Strangers tell me I'm "so cute".
4. I have an excuse to wear flip-flops every day.
5. I love it when Dave comes to give my belly a hug.
6. Shopping for baby stuff is so much fun.
7. I love having an excuse to lie around the house and do nothing after work.
8. Dave's much more understanding when I snap at him.
9. I never get cold anymore.
10. When Dave tries to feel the baby move, he jiggles my belly and "spanks" Trey. For some reason it makes me roll.

I'm a New Woman

thanks to my chiropractic visit on Friday. I never expected to feel so much relief from 30 minutes of cracking. Doc was taking a look/feel at my neck and back and told me that EVERY one of my aches and pains is baby-related. I'm glad to hear that. After the adjustment, I felt sore, but good. Either baby really liked it or really hated it, I couldn't tell. He was jumping ALL over the place after that. I'm thinking maybe he got shoved out of a comfy position or something (no worries-he's back to his usual twitching and punching/kicking now). And get this...I didn't have ANY pain over the weekend. Even now, I feel great! Yes, I was sore from the cracking and my back does still feel sore (like I worked out kind of sore), but I'm attributing that to the sheer weight of the baby (okay, and all the other stuff in my gut). AND...no significant swelling in the right foot/leg since the adjustment. I actually wore heels yesterday to church! I haven't been able to get my right foot into anything other than 2 pairs of flip-flops for a couple months now. Exciting! I'm heading back to the back-cracker again today so he can see how I "held up". Big fan!

P.S. This is my 100th post on the baby blog. Go me!