Tuesday, May 25


borrowed from:

How far along?
29 weeks and 1 day

Total weight gain/loss: 21 pounds

Stretch marks? Nope and still crossing my fingers

Sleep: Absolutely not...If you are a stomach sleeper I'm sorry to say that you are pretty much screwed. I've tried pillow forts and even contorted myself around Mr. Awesome (He doesn't put up a fuss at all. Actually he rarely even wakes up which makes me really jealous)

Best moment this week: Being done flying!! Super excited to not have to get sick on the plane, haul around my bags, or strap into my uniform:)

Movement: She is all over the place...I think she's doing laps

Food cravings: Watermelon, steak, Diet Dr. Pepper, potatoes (I love potatoes!!), corn

Labor Signs: Nurse said I was probably experiencing some Braxton Hicks contractions from doing too much...they've stopped though...Thankfully!

Belly Button in or out? This belly button isn't going anywhere...Plus Mr. Awesome thinks it's his own personal telephone to the baby, he's constantly talking into it. It tickles.

What I miss: Sleeping (which isn't coming back) and not having to take a deep breath before tying my shoes or getting out of a chair.

What I am looking forward to: Checking some things off our baby to do list and getting a BBQ...Mmmm steak and corn and potatoes OH MY!!!

Weekly Wisdom: No one says you have to stand up in the shower...I hate baths so this is a welcome revelation.

Milestones: 7 months and counting:)

Monday, May 24

Mmmmm...Alicious (which means Delicious in my nephews language)

Letter to Everyone,

I kid you not when I say that what I'm about to tell you could possibly save your life...DO NOT!!! mess with a pregnant woman when it comes to food! At this point nothing has more bearing on my current state of mind or on your safety as whether or not I am well fed. Just last night the fact that I couldn't figure out what to eat reduced me to tears. There was also the time my head was actually spinning as I bullied Mr. Awesome, "No, I need to eat now. Not when we get home, NOW!" 

The worst is that when I need to eat, it is an urgent top priority and if not addressed...well, I have gotten sick in the parking lot and in an airplane galley.  It is all consuming and a constant thought...what will I eat next and who do I have to take out just to get it? Thankfully all I had to do was head to my mom's house for all the ingredients for my latest venture. Oh she had everything there: leftover meatloaf, cornbread, glazed carrots, mashed potatoes, chicken soup made from scratch, a freezer bursting with delectable icy treats. I bet you're wondering what I went for, well after surveying my options I decided on a banana and mayo sandwich on soft white bread. MMMmmmm!!!!

Happy Monday,

Sunday, May 16

Dear Glucose Drink,

Tricky, tricky glucose drink...who knew? You weigh in at a mere 10oz and I...well, let's just say I currently weigh in at 10oz plus. You come in three enticing (at least for Kool Aid) flavors: lemon-lime, orange, and tropical punch. You are handed to me slightly chilled from the fridge. You aren't even incredibly offensive...that is until the first sip has settled.

Now I have to say I chose lemon-lime, taking into consideration that even sick people drink lemon-lime due to the slim chance that it will induce vomiting. But typically people don't leave a bottle of lemon-lime awesomeness in the the glove box of a black Suburban in an Arizona summer. That my friend is you dear Glucose Drink. You are incredibly deceiving and I don't appreciate the false sense of confidence you promoted in me. I also don't appreciate a five minute time limit to down your sugary venom, or the fact that when I handed your empty bottle back to the nurse (consciously holding back bile) she looked and said, "oh, looks like you left just a little bit left in there." SERIOUSLY!!! and then I get the opportunity to get my blood drawn...YIPPEEE!!

I know that pregnancy has made me just a tad bit more dramatic but I'm pretty sure that they do endless rounds of Glucose Tests and blood work in the the third rung of hell. 

I'm just saying,