Some Pics

Hi everyone,
So we are back from our vacation and our tans are already beginning to fade. We had a fantastic time and it was everything we were hoping it would be. Here are two of the pictures from the trip, one being my favorite and one being my least favorite. Can you guess which is which?

She's Gonna Pop

So we're about 23 1/2 weeks along, which on some days seems like a lot and on other days seems like we're never going to get to the finish line.  Here's a pic of what my belly's looking like nowadays.

Next, prepare yourself, because this is what my belly feels like.  

Now mind you we did not do any trick photography, this is just what the bump looks like head on. AHHH!  As you can see, my belly button is losing the "innie" battle and will soon convert to being an "outie." Sad.

Sleep is for the. . . freaked out!

Last week I started having a lot of trouble getting comfortable in bed, so I bit the bullet and invested in a pregnancy pillow that completely encircles me. Since I brought the pillow home, I have been sleeping soundly and deeply, which you would think would be a welcome change. However, with uninterrupted sleep comes uninterrupted dreaming, and last night I had my first pregnancy nightmare. It all started out fine, and then the baby came walking into our bedroom. She was still an infant, and definitely should not have been walking and talking, but she was, and it was CREEPY. Then she climbed up into my lap and tried to start nursing through my nightshirt. When I looked down to talk to her, I noticed her mouth was full of razor sharp teeth and then she LATCHED ON!!!!! Fortunately I woke up after that , but now instead of freaking the frick out about labor and delivery, I'm freaking out about my child (who looked a little like the Bride of Chucky in the dream) chewing my boobs off. Scary shit, baby girl.

In other news, Hoagie was given her first robot onesie by her auntie Julie yesterday.  This is awesome news because the theme of the nursery is going to be robots and monsters blowing up stuff.  Sounds dainty, huh.

Finally, your heartbreaking quote of the week, as said by Ryan on Thursday night, "Sally, this little girl is going to be the end of me (said in a gooshy soggy lovey sort of mushy way)."

Crystal ball?

We're having a skeleton

Busy weekend

  Last night was my 30th birthday bash.  There were caramel apples, sloppy joes, and some serious pumpkin carving.  Thanks to everyone who helped make it a fun and exhausting night.

  On the baby front, Hoagie has been kicking and somersaulting all day long.  I think she (or he) got pretty excited about our new dishwasher (which is still sitting in the garage but will soon enough make my life so much easier and stainless-steelier).  We hit up the Home Depot near our house that is closing and got a wicked deal on it.  If only we had a truck, we may have come home with a kitchen full of new appliances.  

   For those of you waiting patiently or not so patiently for news on the baby's sex, we will probably find out this Thursday and we will be sure to post news and lurid pictures as soon as we can.   (As we speak Hoagie is flipping and kicking. I think she likes the feel of her dad's 17" state of the art laptop as opposed to mom's hunk-o-junk.)  Here's a pic of my cutie pie pumpkin as well as my sister and brother-in-law's tribute to thug life.

19 weeks