Oh Yeah!!

So with summer moving in this has caused what I like to refer to as the "Fred Flintstone" phenomenon. At this point my hands, my feet, and (most devastatingly) my ankles look as if they've been stung by a swarm of hornets. My toes refuse to touch the ground and my legs appear to be trying to swallow my feet out of their misery. Notice how I didn't reference my ankles in that last sentence? It's because my legs have already swallowed my ankles!!! 

With these new developments in mind I have made my return to the cool waters of the lap pool at the gym. However, this seemingly small act brings on a whole other set of issues. I am at the point in my pregnancy where the one piece I would normally resort to looks absolutely horrifying, almost as if my belly extends from my roos to my neck. Mr. Awesome and I just looked and laughed as I shimmied my way both in and out of it cutting off blood flow to various extremities in the process. Thank you Speedo. Next option is to get a new "maternity" suit...but I'm not exactly sold on their matronly look and while they may offer more comfort they do nothing for my sense of vanity (I know!! Priorities). 

So what do I do? Rock the two piece? You know it. Now let me say that pre-pregnancy I wore this very same suit with little apprehension other than having always been a little soft in the middle. But the awesome thing about being pregnant is the fact that this is probably the hardest my abs are ever gonna get!!! Imagine my surprise when the two piece turned out to actually be flattering. I even got compliments at the gym and let's face it that would never have happened before. I was a hot "almost" mom. It's only a shame that come August I'm gonna have to work my butt, ankles, and hands off to get back in that thing but for now it's nice to feel at least quasi-comfortable in my own skin.

peace out, 

Kimiko

Dear Nursery,

You are in absolute disarray, which is actually in keeping with the rest of our place. Having combined our belongings and moving three times in the the little over a year we've been married, I'd have to say that our current style could be summed up as "transitory." So unfortunately you, sad little nursery, have suffered the most. That will be changing very soon (hopefully), due to the fact that your complete lack of personality and function is making me anxious. I had to have Mr. Awesome put together the crib just to impart a sense of purpose, there are also several hideous paint options on the wall and a mishmash of baby stuff thrown around with no particular method to the madness. However, we have a plan: 

THE CURRENT SAD STATE:

Royce is the elephants name and the crib was an awesome gift from my mom

THE INSPIRATION:

With Two Cats

Me and Wee

Young House Love

 

These inspirational photos along with an ambitious list of DIY projects should make for an eventful few weeks and hopefully a room that looks less like a self-storage facility.  Finally here is a picture of Mr. Awesome gathering up his energy and dreaming of all the awesome projects we get to do:)

Bye for now little nursery, 

Kimiko

Friday Baby Update

How far along? 30 weeks 4 days

Total weight gain/loss: 22 pounds

Stretch marks? nada...however there are strange little bruises, I think from being kicked or the awkward positions I nap in.

Sleep: Ha!! I've given up on that and started just getting out of bed and trying to at least be productive.

Best moment this week: Watching my belly go nuts in the Borders Cafe...the guy sitting across from me was kind of freaked out. I just laughed and poked her:)

Movement: All the time but never on demand...when I try to get her to move more for Mr. Awesome she gets stubborn (definitely a trait she gets from her mother).

Food cravings: Diet Dr. Pepper, carbs (all of them, no discriminating) 

Labor Signs: No, no, no...thank the Lord

Belly Button in or out? in, in, in and staying that way

What I miss: Late nights hanging out with my Mr. I'm pretty much passed out at 8ish and not exactly a lot of fun any time immediately before or after that.

What I am looking forward to: seven more weeks and our little girl will officially be full term!

Weekly Wisdom: I love Mr. Awesome, pregnancy is hard on guys and he is absolutely the bestest ever!!

Milestones: My stack of appointment reminders, biweekly and thenweekly...means we're getting closer.

TUESDAY UPDATE!!

borrowed from: www.withtwocats.com

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:)

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,

Kimiko

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,

Kimiko  

Six Months!!

You will never find me butt naked and wrapped in tulle in order to commemorate the blessing that is pregnancy. However, being that our little girl is six months I thought maybe....I should have just a little documentation of the belly. Plus, as opposed to feeling like a linebacker lately, I'm actually feeling pretty good and comfortable considering my new favorite outfit is extra long tank tops (usually Mr. Awesome's), boy short underoos, and cute slippers. That's it. Obviously, this is strictly in my own home.