Hello Third Trimester...Hello Tums...Hello Swollen Extremities

Here we are. First week in the third trimester, and things have already begun to digress slightly. But just slightly, I am determined to remain chipper. We'll see how long that lasts. BUT, today was a day I have been waiting for for quite some time...A stranger noticed I was pregnant. I know this sounds stupid, but I always thought that when a stranger in the grocery store noticed I was pregnant would be a big milestone. For the longest time I just felt fat and not pregnant so I'm happy to report that apparently I do look pregnant. The cute check out girl at Publix asked "What are you having?" Turns out she recently had a little boy herself. She was already back to a size 0.

I am however having a little dilemma....swollen fingers. Yep, the wedding band isn't budging. I was advised to take them off now before the swelling got worse. Of course I debated over this for a week b/c I didn't want to walk around looking illegitmately knocked up. Bad idea. Should have taken them off last week. Last night I managed to pry off my engagement ring with a little oil. But the band isn't moving. I did everything Google told me to do with no avail. hmmm.

And did I mention that Tums are my new best friend? Late at night when flames of acid begin shooting up my throat, Tums are there in all of their chalky fruit-flavored glory to help me out. Long after the husband is happily asleep in lala land, long after my fifth trip to the bathroom, the Tums never fail me...Thanks Tums. 

I will leave you with my 27 weeks pic. I am wearing my first official "maternity dress". My friend, Carolyn told me I should get some Minnie Mouse ears to wear with it and be Minnie Mouse on Halloween. Sounded like a good idea, but then I thought it may confuse the children..."Mom, why is Minnie Mouse knocked up?" 

I think  I'll just be a pumpkin instead.

26 week update

Whew. Sorry its been so long! But I'm back. 

We recently got a new camera and were waiting on the usb cord to come in so we could upload the friggin pictures. Little did we know it was coming from Ding Dong Fey, China. Not kidding, that was really the return address. Anywhoo. Things are great, we are in the midst of slowly packing for our upcoming move in a few weeks. You will be able to tell from the pics below that I have been busy working on a few things for the nursery. 

Leyton should weigh around 2 pounds this week and it sure seems like it. I can only compare my physique these days to that of "The Marshmallow Man". Oh well. Leyton has a new little trick he likes to perform when I am laying down trying to catch some shut eye at night. I call it the rib-tickle. It literally feels like he is playing piano on my ribs. I shoot straight up in bad when he does it. I can only imagine that he is laughing in there.  But I mean, what else does he have to do to entertain himself?  Jeremy and I spent about 10 minutes the other night watching my belly bounce around. Cheap entertainment. I am however soaking up my last week in the glorious second trimester as I am about the enter the third, the largest, the scariest, and the final. The countdown is on, people.

A homemade picture frame. Jeremy wouldn't let me buy the $200 one.

( Here is his bedding! I can't take credit for this photo, it was on the website when I ordered it. Cute shoes, though)

Go Shawty, its your birfday...

Today is a special day. It is the day we celebrate the birth of my loving husband, Jeremy Dewayne (Duh-wayne) Knight. I'm sure he will be completely opposed to me posting this, but thats ok. He is not too keen on celebrating this marvelous day, but he will get over it. Celebrate, we will.

His only request was "don't spend any money on me". Ok, no problem. I will just spend it on your prodigy. And perhaps bake you a Sherry Cake. I was originally on a mission to find an "Atlanta Braves" onsie because the day we found out we were having a boy Jeremy went to the Atlanta Braves store website to look at their onsies. I figured they would have them at the Disney Wide World of Sports with their big array of Atlanta Braves apparel, but they didn't. Bummer. But alas, I saw it- an ESPN onsie complete with a baseball embroidered on the butt. Anyone who knows my husband know that ESPN is his ultimate happy place. His idea of a perfect day is a day of ESPN, his recliner, and Rotel. I am posting a picture below of all of the preciousness that encompasses Leyton's newest outfit. Jeremy smiled from ear to ear when he opened "his" birthday present. He is so excited about our little boy.

Happy Birthday, Jeremy!! I love you!

24 weeks and counting

Here we are at 24 weeks. Things are still going smoothly...we went to the doc for a checkup yesterday and everything looks great. Little man had a great heartbeat and continues to dropkick me in the bladder. Sunday night Jeremy had his arm across me and Leyton kept kicking his arm. I'm guessing he was thinking "move your big hairy arm, buddy." It was cute. So other than the fact that I magically wake up at 4:00-5:00 every morning  and pee 3 times a night things are going great.

In other news we are "hunkered down" at home today since work is closed due to Tropical Storm Fay, who is turning out to be quite a pansy. You can see from the photos above that I have a nice anchor in place and won't be carried away by any tropical storm force winds. 

I also need to take a second to talk about the movie "Mama Mia". It was cute, but it was a little too gooby (even for me). I mean, I knew it was a musical, but I almost couldn't take it...every time they would start singing(especially Pierce Brosnan), I would laugh so hard my seat would shake. The lady sitting a few seats down from me wasn't too amused by my seat shaking fiasco. Thank God I went with some girlfriends instead of Jeremy. There is no doubt in my mind that after the first scene he would have leaned over and said "I'll just wait for you in the car". 

Month 6 here I come!

Well here I am moving into Week 23 and all of a sudden....I have a huge belly! I seriously woke up Saturday morning and was like "Where did you come from?" I just noticed in these pictures that my belly is as far out as my boobs now. That's progress, friends. I'm hoping to start getting preferential treatment in public places. 

In Leyton news, I went to Gymboree yesterday and got him some cute little clothes. He will love them. He weighs in at over a pound this week and should be around 10 inches long. He also likes to wake me up in the middle of the night with his aerobics routine.

(cute shirt compliments of Heather)

What does that mean?

I had the pleasure of talking to my sweet Ging-Ging on the phone yesterday. For those of you who have never had the distinct honor of meeting my grandmother- let me elaborate. She is about 4'11 and oh-so precious. She defines southern drawl and the typical southern "bless her heart" and "oh my lands" (I still don't know what that means) phrases. The only time I ever saw her do anything foul was once when my grandfather complained about something she cooked being too salty, she flipped him off not knowing that anyone was looking. Since I am the only grandaughter and I look like her, she pretty much thinks I hung the moon. I can do no wrong and take no bad pictures in her eyes. Fine by me. I got away with alot when I stayed at Ging-Ging's house.

So little Ging-Ging called me yesterday to check up on me and see how I was doing and gossip and so on. A few minutes into our conversation went something like this:

GG: "Well, have you gotten fat yet?"

Me: "Oh yeah, but I'm not showing quite as much as I thought I would be by this time"

GG: "Well thats ok, darlin'. You are built to carry a child without showin' too terribly much"

HUH? What does that mean? Did my Ging-Ging just call me fat? Or big-boned, or whatever? Normally, the comment wouldn't have gotten me pondering, but I had just watched a show on Discovery Health about these four women who didn't know they were pregnant until they were in labor. What did they all have in common? Yep, they were all OBESE. 

Awesome.

THANKS, GING-GING.


My cute brother (I know, he got the skinny-genes) about to walk Ging-Ging down the aisle

Me (20 pounds ago) and Ging-Ging

Update!

Everything is going good with the little man. He is having a ball kicking and doing somersaults in there. His daddy finally felt him move yesterday! It was very cool. I have been working on stuff for the nursery. I have been doing some elephant paintings (FINALLY I have an excuse to have an elephant room). You all know how obsessed with elephants I am. 

This week, he should weigh a pound! Here is the latest "bump" pic, although it doesn't really look like a little bump anymore. I call this dress my pregnancy dress b/c it really shows it off. I will be 22 weeks this week! only 18 to go!