Lemme' tell ya somethin!  We actually did something productive for the baby's nursery this weekend!

We got a rocking chair (I forgot to take a picture but will do that soon).  It was a great find at a garage sale.  Only $15!  It goes along well with my vintage/NON-BABY feel.  Ya know what I mean by non-baby?  I want my little girl's room to be able to grow up with her a little.  If we put tons of little baby stuff in there she (ME) will hate it in two years.

We got a dresser/changing table.  She now has TWO dressers in her room to accommodate all her stuff.


I am excited to get to work on this dresser and make it special and unique.  I am still trying to figure out what color to paint it.  And, of course it needs new hardware and some extra love.  It's been through a lot.

Kris' parents went all out again and got me a breast pump.  They are lifesavers.  Who knew I would be so dang excited over a breast pump?!  I mean...come on!  They are NOT cheap it is such an investment in our baby's health.  When I go back to work, I will need to pump to keep her milk supply available while I am gone.  It already breaks my heart to think about leaving her all day. 

Kris got a new car!


Kidding!!!!  But...this is his dream car.  I saw it in a parking lot at lunch and had to take a picture for him.

Someday hunny.  Someday.

So, here we are.  35 weeks.  Only > 40 < more days! OMG.  Baby girl is nearly 5 pounds and about 18 inches long.  About the size of a cantaloupe.  Her lungs are continuing to mature & she is building her fat storage.  'Atta girl.

My belly has gotten big.  And by big, I mean...huge.  Giant.  Monstrous.  Massive.  Jumbo.  Whopping.

As a direct result of this, I have stomach tissue literally stretched to it's max.  It does not want to go any further.

At first I thought it was just skin stretching and burning.  However, at my doctors appointment yesterday when I asked about it, she informed me that there was no relief.  It is simply muscle and tissue stretched to it's max.  SUPER!

Let me show you where the constant burning is. 
It feels like a REALLY bad sunburn.


Our poor baby.  If she gets any artistic talent it will NOT come from me!  The above drawing is on the verge of embarrassing how pathetic it is! Ha!

On a semi-happier note: we get another ulrasound on the 30th!  My aforementioned large belly is measuring 2-3 centimeters big (see, I'm not exaggerating it's size) so they are going to make sure that the fluid, placenta and baby are growing properly. 

The Dr. isn't too concerned but just wants to make sure!  She is a fantastic Doctor and I trust her completly.  She also asked Kris again how much he weighed at birth.  He was 8 pounds 1 ounce (same as me!).  She responded..."well, we might just have an 8 pound baby at delivery then *giggle*".  I laughed, but it was a fake laugh. 

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH 8 POUNDS WEIGHS??

I somehow can't take a decent picture these days.

I blame it on my new body mass.  It just isn't flattering on me.  (the extra weight...not my daughter!)

I can't believe we have only 7 more weeks to go (maybe sooner, cross fingers).  Seems like it's right around the corner, doesn't it?!  My back would have to disagree though.  It feels like the next 7 weeks will dragggggg out and seem like a year in prison.  While being tortured.





Of course all I can think about these days is holding my little baby....and being skinny again.  I am obsessed with it.  I think to myself all the time how wonderful it will be to be able to put on jeans with a freakin button.  Or how sexy I will feel being able to wear heels again.  I don't remember sexy.

I am not huge a huge fan of working out but I have had a good 9 months to prep myself for the hardest workouts of my short 25 years!  And, I am going to do it.  I promised myself (and Kris, that poor unconditionally loving man ) that I would loose all this baby weight and MORE within 7 months of having baby girl. 

Ahhhh, I sure hope breastfeeding does the trick because thinking about running on a treadmill makes me want to eat cookies.

We all wear things and then look back at pictures and thing "hmm...maybe not the best idea."  And, this is the case with the red dress I wore for the baby shower.  I honestly think it looked better in person, but that could be my conscious just trying to make myself feel better.

This shirt has been through a lot...

And it apparently makes me do stupid poses in the mirror.

And...look what exactly 10 weeks difference looks like!

22 Weeks-Peace                                  32 Weeks-Thumbs Up

     

I got a little ahead of myself today.

Monday mornings are always hard for me anyways (let's face it here, every morning is hard)...and I made it even worse.  I thought I was 33 weeks today.  I even in excitement texted my sweet, Kris "only 7 more weeks!" this morning.

It wasn't until I got my weekly email that I realize I was wrong.  SO VERY wrong.  I even thought the email was wrong.  But, after double checking...my Monday blues are even worse.  I am strugglin' to say the least.

I AM ONLY 32 WEEKS TODAY:

Baby girl is about 3.75-4 pounds and about 16.7-17 inches long.  She is still rolling around in there and has hiccups several times a day that are strong enough for an "outsider" to feel with their hand.
I am gaining about a pound a week now until delivery. 
ONE.POUND.PER.WEEK.  I suppose that's only another 8 pounds or so, but suffice it to say I have already passed my 25lbs goal.  Ooops.  Maybe with the next baby things will be different. Ha!

This weekend was nice.  You know what we did?  Sleep in.  And, it was so fantastic.  We were so busy last weekend and got maybe 4 hours sleep each night that it felt so good to sleep in.  Saturday we slept in so long that by the time we ate Kris thanked me for making "brunch".  On Sunday we slept until 11:30.  I couldn't believe it.  I have not slept that late in a very long time.  He made me my favorite egg sandwich...I love those things.

We watched "River Monsters" marathon, cleaned a little, did more loads of baby girls laundry and had a few friends over for a small BBQ on Saturday along with playing Trivial Pursuit.  I hate that game.  It makes me feel like a dummy.  The only answer that I knew was to this question: "What "Designing Women" star made a clothing line for real sized women?"  Answer-Delta Burke. 

I don't know...I just wish I knew the smart people questions.  We did get a pie piece for that answer though, high five!

We also got some paint samples for the baby's room.  Kris insists on purple.  At first, I was hesitant...but I couldn’t get over how cute it was watching him pick out lavender paint samples for our little girl.  So, I gave in.  Hopefully we get those walls painted in the next 8 weeks...NOT 7. Duhh!

I sure hope I get a spunk in my step this afternoon.  Maybe something like a chocolate frosty would help??

Below is not a picture of MY insides...but I thought this inside view was awesome and shows so well what the baby looks like inside my belly.  I always have a hard time picturing what position she is in!

Look at all my poor organs to the side and on top getting scrunched!  I can sure feel that everything is very tight in there!


This 3D picture is also not our baby girl...but this is a baby about her age, 30-31 weeks. 
"talk to the hand"

Pictures via parents.com