6 months and growing!

Ok so 6 months may slightly incorrect, since technically your pregnant for for 10 months but that's just details. So in my world 24 weeks = 6 months. Little man and I are growing quite nicely, although people still can't decide if I'm to big or to small for how far along I am. So, I've decided to just go with it. His movements are getting stronger and stronger each day, in fact it's getting to where Casey can feel him moving around more often then not. Our official weight gain at this point is 10lbs which according to my pregnancy app is good, so I'm excited. I'm also really loving watching my tummy move from the outside. I will admit it does look odd, but it is still just soo cool. So the baby bump is a little blurry so there may be another one if I remember before we move up a week.

A redcoat is coming!!

So every year since I graduated college I go back to play in the alumni band on alumni day. I know I know it's a little geeky but what can I say I am a band geek and proud of it. Plus it's the only Georgia game I get to go to, and it's my once a year to play on Georgia's field with my daddy. Because of course my dad is a band geek too. When I first graduated it was just me, mom, dad and my brother, now Casey gets to come too. It was kinda funny the first year we went he was all about taking pictures and didn't really pay attention to the game, now he takes a few pics and watches the game. I'm slowly converting him hehe. This year was a little different mainly because Casey and I get to be parents next year, which means I got to be pregnant and march on the field!! I always thought it would be cool to be pregnant and march even had a cool shirt planned, so you can imagine just how excited I was when it actually happened. Mom and I made the shirt and I must say it was quite a hit, people where coming up to take pics of my belly and I got so many compliments on the shirt. Lots of people were amazed that I made the shirt! I will admit it was kinda weird having people take pictures of my belly, I never knew if I needed to smile or no. So while its late as usual here for your viewing pleasure little mans first trip onto UGA's field.

Losing

On October 31my aunt died, she was the oldest of her siblings and the only one who still had many of the characteristics that reminded us of her parents. She was the matriarch of my moms side of the family. She was an incredibly intelligent woman with a passion for family history. She loved cats, travel, and quilting. But mostly she was just my aunt Kathy the woman who somehow always up sitting next to me whenever we ate which meant invariably I would be pinched because I would at some point put my elbows on the table. The woman who inspired my love of travel because she always seemed to be going to such cool places. She was a little bit like me or maybe I was a little like her, we both had lots of great ideas which in turn meant lots of unfinished products and stuff to eventually finish them with. I'm sad she's gone, but glad her death was painless and at home while surrounded by family. I'm angry at tr cancer she never had the chance to fight, and upset by the short four months we were given to learn as much from her as we could. There are some stories I will never get to hear now because she was the only one who knew them. She was a wealth of knowledge ill never get to learn. But I'm glad her death was peaceful and that she made her peace with God, and that those important to her were able to say goodbye. My child will never know his great aunt or how close she mirrored the great grandparents he will never meet, but her friends left him a great tribute in her honor. A quilt so that he will always know she loved him even before he was here.

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.