Pregnancy Tidbits

The bigger I get, the skinnier the world looks to me.

My legs look great? Don't you think? That's one good thing about the big middle. I'm living in my leggings.

Pregnancy insomnia will allow you to blog at 3:00 am.

This Princess may be a Cowgirl. The pregnancy insomnia includes such stuck-in-my-head songs as "Fishing," "You and Tequila," and any ZBB songs.

Pregnancy brain will lead you to do many funny things. Like, get everything accomplished on your to-do list at work on Friday, only to realize on Saturday that you've forgotten to print the weekly bulletin for church. Sigh.

First Haircut

He chose the yellow car, and we brought snacks for distraction.

Wait, you wanna do what?

First sprays of water...

First cuts...doing OK...

Success.

Handsome boy! OK, it might not look like much, but we really cut off a couple of inches. Just couldn't bear to get rid of all the curls!

Snooze

First time at Snooze.

As a diner, at least.

He had the berry bowl.

Can I please have a day off?

Not sure how it happens that suddenly it's been so long since my last post. I'm pretty sure there's a time warp in my living room.

I'm not sure I can do it today. You know, life & responsibilities. I'm not suicidal or anything, I'd just like to crawl back into bed today.

Last night, The Prince decided that midnight to 3:00 was a fantastic time to be up, and I had a hard time convincing him otherwise. He wanted to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed, but he couldn't settle down, and Mommy can't sleep when he is sharing. So, I spread a quilt out on the living room floor, like he and I were camping, so we'd both have enough room. (I was thinking about sleeping on the floor anyway - it's very nice on my back these days.) Eventually, we both went back to sleep.

So, I'm very short tempered today, as is The Prince. I'm hoping I don't make any stupid sleep-deprived mistakes at work, and that I don't make any stupid sleep-deprived snaps at my family.

It's been a terribly stressful few weeks. I'm no longer working from home, which seems to be good news and bad news, and my pregnancy hormones are going bonkers. I cry a lot, and the hormones and not sleeping make for a yucky vicious cycle.

Sigh. Unfortunately, I can't just take a day off of live and work and mothering and relationships. We'll see how today goes.

Don't Worry, it's Normal

Well, it's happening again.

No, I'm not carrying twins.

No, I'm not even gaining too much weight. My doctor said so.

This wee baby Princess is just carrying way far to my front. "Like a basketball," as my nurse practitioner said.

It happened with The Prince. And, to be fair, I did gain some extra weight with him, but, come on. I was teaching at the time, and I had a few kids make some tactless comments. And also some colleagues. And strangers.

Here's some advice: don't ever tell a pregnant lady that she looks "so big." You could probably really hurt her feelings, and the storm of hormones behind her smile could spell disaster for anyone standing too closely.

Truly, I am happy about my weight and my shape, because it means my baby is growing and healthy, and my body is doing what it needs to do to get the job done.

Just don't tell me I look fat.

Has it Really Been that Long?

You know, in a good way.


This week, I celebrate eight years of marriage. I'm lucky enough to have married my best friend, my sweetie pie. Brian is super amazing, and I can't imagine my life without him. He's taught me so much, and I'm so excited to be starting a family with him.

Here are a few of my favorite memories.

Baby Life #8

I have a confession to make...

Some days, when it's just The Prince and me, I forget to brush my teeth.

The Prince doesn't seem to mind.