He Can Say What He Says Because We're Best Friends

 A few nights ago I told Tyson we needed to take an updated pregnancy picture.  He went to get the camera and I went to the door in the living room like always.  When I lifted my shirt for the picture our conversation went something like this:

T: (face aghast) "You're huge."
D: (laughing) "Thanks dear."
T:  "Seriously.  You are really big.  Let's not do this ever again."
D: (still laughing) "What do you mean?"
T:  "You look really uncomfortable and it makes me feel bad.  We don't need to have any more kids."
D:  "Well I still have 6 weeks to go....I'm only going to get bigger."
T:  "I'm sorry."

That probably makes him sound rude but he's not.  We're best friends and we're honest with each other just like best friends should be and I like it that way!  Love you babe =0)

But seriously.  I am huge.  And I'm feeling it.  Last night when I went down the stairs to get to the bathroom I felt like my water would break and he would slip right out of me then and there.  He's dropped in the last week and I feel much more pressure than I ever felt with Teryn.  With the pressure comes major waddling.  M.A.J.O.R.  I wasn't doing myself any favors when I decided to get outside and haul 7 or 8 loads of wood the other day.  Bad idea.  I have an appointment on Monday and I'm really curious to find out what the doc has to say.  Maybe my due date is off by a month!  Wishful thinking.

Nah, I'm really not feeling that miserable.  I've actually had a lot of energy lately.  As soon as the holidays were over and the new year was here, the decorations came down and all the baby stuff came out.  All of the clothing is washed, his crib is prepped and clean, his car seat and swing are laundered and waiting, and I have 192 newborn diapers waiting to be filled.  The only necessary thing I haven't done yet is pack my hospital bag.  I was so paranoid and over-prepared with my first hospital bag I think there's a little thing inside of me that feels like I don't even need one this time around but I know there are a few essential things I better get together so I can call myself 100% prepared. 

Something not-so-good that I've experienced lately is edginess.  I've been really emotional and poor Tyson always gets the short end of that stick.  Not that I take things out on him but he's the one that has to deal with the unstable pregnant wife.  It's been better these past few days but man, it sure came around full swing about a week ago.  I'm trying to keep it under control.

On a happier note, the greatest thing I've been experiencing lately is craving good food!  I eat an apple a day plus whatever other fresh produce we have lying around and I crave water.  Sweet things still hit the spot every once in a while but I've wanted more fresh food and I know it helps with my energy.  As for baby, he is moving like crazy and I've finally started feeling his hiccups.  Teryn had hiccups ALL the time.  In fact that was probably the majority of the movement I felt with Teryn.  With this one, I feel hiccups but not nearly as often.  Maybe they're just so muted compared to his chaotic dance parties that I don't notice them as much?

Anyway.  Enough of the jibber jabber.  On with the belly.

31 Weeks


34 Weeks


And today marks 35 weeks which means only 35 days to go!