17 Weeks Today!

Is it really 17 weeks already?! I can't believe how fast this pregnancy is going! I'm 3 weeks short of half-way there!!! I feel great. My energy is back up. I'm cooking again (only once or twice a week, but still), my house is no longer in shambles, I can stay up past 9 and Dave and I have been able to more comfortably discuss "our baby". It's so fun to sit and talk about what our midget is going to look like, what events we'd like to put him in, and how our lives will be once he arrives. This was such a tender subject before. We'd avoid talking about the baby at all costs, afraid to get attached to something that might not happen. I never heard Dave say the word pregnant until 2 weeks ago. He was scared, but he wouldn't admit it. I was too, but now the anxiety is gone and I'm not expecting something to go wrong anymore. Now Dave talks about "Trey" on a regular basis like he's here and already a part of the family. He even starts the conversations. Let's hear it for milestones!

Dreamer

Can I just say that my dreams during pregnancy have been so freakin' weird?! I've had your typical sex dreams, Dave's cheating on me dreams, the dreams where my baby comes and I can't find him, and the not-so-typical dreams where I accompany my friends up 3 flights of stairs in a large cabin to avoid autograph-seekers.

Last night I had a dream I was fighting with Janet Jackson in a huge water-flooded mansion. She kept trying to chase me and I would just lock her out of each room. Then, she'd find a candle stick and break the door down each time. She was SOO mad at me. Then Will Smith came to save Janet from me (even though I was the one running from her). I ended up running from both of them, trying to tread through the water up various sets of stairs in the white mansion. I woke up to realize that I was breathing very heavily. Then I just laughed at myself. Perhaps this is a foreshadow of an upcoming movie starring Janet & Will! Anyone else have wacky dreams lately?

Let the Shopping Begin!!

I've been window-shopping on and off ever since I got that first positive pregnancy test, but now the real fun has begun! Since we have the official "it's a BOY" stamp, shopping has been so much more fun! It's easy to get carried away online looking at all those cute boy outfits. I purchased some 3-6 month boardshorts for Midget from Old Navy. They arrived today. They look like they're for an old man...can they get any cuter?!

Rant

Please don't let me become one of "those" moms...the kind who talks non-stop about their kid even when the subject doesn't include them. It's so irritating to me. I can't stand it when I'm asked a question, only to be interrupted by a brag from said mom talking about her child's toilet training...especially when the question was regarding my haircut. Someone please tell me how potty training relates to my hair?!

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BOY!!

The little guy was moving around so much the tech almost couldn't get a good shot. He kept steamrolling all over the place and boxing the umbilical cord. When she finally got a good view, Dave said "wow, he's big". Guys are so funny!

Afterward, we went to test drive strollers and found only ONE that was tall enough for us. Luckily, it was pretty cute. We picked out a stuffed frog for our boy's first gift.

1 More Day...

Tomorrow we officially find out the gender of our little midget. I'm surprised at how excited I am! We were told "unofficially" at our 12-week ultrasound, but have been tentative to shop for anything or paint the nursery until we know for sure. Wahoo!

Sweet Dreams...

I recently received an email from a friend congratulating us and pointing out some reasons why God doesn't always grant us the desires of our hearts in our time...it was a great reminder.

"Elisabeth and Zacharias prayed for a child throughout their lives, and yet never had a child until she was long past her childbearing years. The reason was simple: her son was John the Baptist, and the timing of his birth was critical to his mission. Yes, Elisabeth had faith. Yes, the Lord loved her. Yes, he wanted to answer her prayers, and he did in a big way that was more wonderful than she had ever dreamed. But the timing was essential and could not be changed."

This reminder brought tears to my eyes as I realized that God has plans for each of us. He knows our wants, desires, and needs...yet he may withhold them for a time to meet a greater need. I don't know what that could be for our family, but I do have faith that God has great plans than I ever did for this baby I carry. I'm excited to see those unfold in the years to come.