Moving and grooving

I am officially 22 weeks!! Little man gets to be almost a pound and as big as a spaghetti squash. His movements are becoming stronger and more frequent. In fact last night Casey finally felt him kick like three times!! His kicks are getting stronger and more frequent as weeks pass and I'm starting to feel them at different times during the day, where as before it was mainly at night or when I was laying down on the couch. I'm doing pretty good weight wise, I'm at a total of six right now. I'm still trying to do my prenatal yoga as well as walking my dogs frequently. However this little man is wrecking havoc with my digestion. I have to for the pipes to work properly I must eat five prunes a day, otherwise I become somewhat stopped up which makes my tummy feel very firm and I feel very full and blah. Also, my dogs have a death wish they have taken to destroying our deck gate and are currently banished to the grandparents until it can be fixed. Here's a new belly pic!

Living aint easy

Today has been a rather rough day. It started off with finding out a friend was intubated due to respiratory problems related to her preeclampsia from being pregnant. It's also upsetting because she's only seen her son once since his birth and now he's going home and she's staying. And while I know this needs to happen it doesn't change the fact that the about to be mommy in me is extremely saddened by the fact her and her son are separated. Secondly my aunt is fighting or trying to fight cancer. We can't seem to keep her well enough for long enough to truly begin the battle. She's currently in ICU not peeing with the fluid going somewhere trying her best just o breath. It's heartbreaking to see her like this, she's been the strong sturdy, almost strict aunt since I was a child. Now I'm the one bossing her trying to get her motivated so we can fight this. My grandparents never got to watch me finish growing up and never saw me get married. I need my aunt to be around to see my child and to instill those principles my grandfather did in me. Lastly and least importantly, but this was the icing on my cake, I burnt myself on my oven trying to remove muffins. The heat fogged up my glasses as I was reaching in and SMACK into the oven door. So today living ain't so easy. Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine a little brighter. Tonight prayers are greatly needed.

Half baked!!

We are half way done with this pregnancy!! I can't believe we have a half baked baby, and in 20 more weeks we get to meet our little person! Being pregnant is kinda surreal. Some days it's hard to believe I really am pregnant. I mean I do kinds look pregnant and my stomach is starting to get a little hard but still I'm not to the point where I feel baby N move all the time, so it's still kinds odd. However doing thing like squatting to clean up my husbands paint spatters not as easy as it used to be. So far for me I have had a great pregnancy nausea was minimal, which I was very thankful for I don't do sick very well. My nausea could usually be curbed by a small piece of fruit, yogurt, or some string cheese. I really have no sweet tooth right now and at first red meat was a no go, now it's kinda hit or miss. Salads were gross to me too which made eating my vegetables very hard however I love smoothies and putting spinach in my smoothies became my answer. Feeling baby move is another new sensation that I love, but I can still really only feel him when I sit still or lay down. This has caused my to be very lazy. Or it least that's my excuse haha. I do get put and walk the dogs and I love my prenatal yoga. Still working on making it back to the gym, but I finally feel spunky enough to try. Haven't gained to much weight, maybe a total of five pounds. Which I know sounds small but I'm overweight so I get to gain less anyways. Hoping to stay as healthy as possible, so as to prevent any complications. Casey and I also just finished registering which was actually quite fun, a lot of people say its overwhelming, but I really didn't think so. It took a while though like two days, and my husband got a little price gun happy. As in he just starts scanning stuff like a tinkle cup cause it makes him laugh. He also became like a major clothes crazy man just scanning all sorts if clothes with cute sayings, or things talking about how awesome a baby N's dad is. Was cracking me up, hopefully people will ignore my husbands silliness and purchase more useful and only some silly. Well here's my 20 week bump! No bare belly shots yet, haven't reached that level of bravery.

Three years Running!!

Today it's been three years since I said I do to my husband. He always knew he'd get married someday, I on the other hand already had my single woman life all planned out. To say I married my best friend is an understatement, I have many people in my life whom I would consider my best friends, and my husband far surpasses that. He's the other half I never knew I needed or for that matter wanted. He's my partner and crime and has become the little voice in my head sometimes. We've laughed more than we've fought which I consider to be a major plus in a marriage, especially listening to some couples over the years. We've been so many places together and we have so many more places to go. We started this marriage renting a house, then we built a house, and are now making it a home. We've become relatively good DIYers although by no means are we professionals, and I've learned it's easier to let him be and get it wrong then get to say I told you so. We started out life with one dog and one cat and now have two dogs and two cats. Children used to be a distant talk in the future, now the future is quickly arriving in march of next year. So many things in our life have changed and I know more change is still to come. Now that we've gotten the hang of being a married couple, we have to figure out how to be a couple and parents to a little person!! EEgags how scary is that. Actually if I was truthful so far it's not that scary, I love facing whatever the world has to offer with my husband at my side. So, to my partner in crime, my friend, my fighter, and my lover, here's to our first three years may the be the least of the very best yet to come. Love you.