Time is flying too quickly these days! It’s been four weeks since my last rambling post (how is that really possible?), so I thought it may as well be time for another.
I’m growing exponentialy and at 30.5 weeks there is NO mistaking that I’m pregnant. I laugh now at the 19.5 weeks picture and how little I was! If you missed the others: 22.5 weeks and 26.5 weeks. I still think I look smaller in the picture than I actually feel–I’m starting to get a little uncomfortable, but I know that in the next 10 weeks I’ll continue to expand!
I won’t freak you out with too many pictures (because I know they are kind of freaky), but last weekend we had a 3D sonogram of Little Miss Baby Billy Sue. After twitching and fidgeting throughout my entire massage just prior, LMBBS decided to nap during the sono instead of giving us a show. It was still neat to see a glimpse and to confirm that she is in fact a she. Whew! We think she has Scott’s nose and even though the picture has a lot of shadowing I picture that she has lots of hair. After the heartburn I’ve been experiencing, I’ll be shocked if she doesn’t arrive with a full head. Old wives’ tale you say? Any of you have heartburn during your pregnancy and end up with bald babies???
After several days over the past few weeks with temperatures in the teens, I fell in love with the 60 and 70 degree weather this past weekend. I went on walks both days, and on Sunday Scott accompanied me. I asked him if he wanted to hold hands. He did not.
The walk gave me hope that spring is right around the corner. The Bradford Pears are starting to bud a little bit and I am so ready for some green around town. Are you starting to see any winter relief around you?
Am I the only person in the world who detests chocolate cake? Chocolate icing? Love. Brownies? Double Love. But chocolate cake? No way Jose. Part of me thinks this might be because of the bits of chocolate cake that break off into vanilla ice cream, but that would be silly, right?
Of course, I don’t like Cheetos because of eating them with pruney fingers after swimming all day long as a child. Wet pruney fingers with Cheetos powder all over the tips. Yuck.
I officially waddle. That is all.
When people see me waddling down the hall at work they ask me if I’m OK. Yes, I just walk at snail’s pace these days. Probably because I’m trying to balance on pretty high heels which strangely help my sciatica. Probably because I’m forced to take baby steps—hence the waddling. I kind of like the change of pace.
I’ve been listening to a lot of musicals lately. Even though I’m wearing headphones, I like to think baby girl is channeling the singing and dancing through my aura. I’ve learned through Twitter that people are quite passionate about Les Miserables (as am I). Tell me—do you prefer Les Miserables or Phantom of the Opera?
When Scott asked if I wanted flowers or a plant for Valentine’s Day I told him I wanted to pick out a new orchid. I now have three orchids in various stages of growth—one from last v-day in leaf stage, one in spike stage (from our anniversary last May), and one in bloom stage (down below). Those are not technical orchid terms. I’m thinking about writing a post just about orchids soliciting your advice. Do you have orchids? And have you been successful at getting them to rebloom?
I could ramble your heads off–but I’ll refrain.
What random and miscellaneous thoughts are on your mind this morning?