I Am Growing By The Minute

Sometimes I look down at my stomach and I swear that I am expanding before my very eyes. I haven't stepped on the scale lately. Last time I checked, I had put on about 14 lbs. I'm a little scared to jump back on and see how much I've packed on. All my new maternity clothes are still fitting and my old wardrobe is shrinking. It's my understanding that this is how things naturally progress.

I am feeling little kicks and punches here and there and I'm totally loving it. I often look down at my stomach and smile. When I'm walking around, people must think I'm totally insane because I smile to myself a lot. I am just so happy and I am truly loving be pregnant right now. Ask me how I feel around December 20th, though, and I might be singing a different tune!

I'm finishing little projects up around the house and I hoping to start on the nursery next month. I have a lot of things picked out in my brain and I am just waiting until this house business is done before I get cracking.

We are most likely not going to sell the house. We have about another month to keep it on the market and then we'll take it off so we can nest and get it prepared for Baby Bear. We are toying around with the idea of sprucing up the kitchen--backsplash, paint...easy cosmetic stuff.

The Bear was promoted at work--yay! But now he's even busier than before. But this is a wonderful thing. I am so proud! Other than that, I'm just working and growing and hoping to get organized.

I think I'm...

ready for my new body. Don't get me wrong, I am loving being pregnant. I feel so energetic. I imagine this is what cocaine feels like. Sometimes I have so much energy I could clean my entire house at 2AM. But I am not so pleased with some of the other changes. Like the cellulite covering my ass. Or just my ass in general. Or the bulging varicose vein in my left thigh that I happened to notice when I was wearing shorts whilst enjoying a nice summer evening. I guess I am ready for my full body Jobst stocking.

The Bear and I had our ultrasound last week. It was truly amazing. I cried the entire time. Baby Bear is a thumb sucker! He/she had hiccups, too. Oh, and in case you were wondering; Baby Bear also has The Bear's profile. Or at least I think so!

I'm starting to feel kicks and somersaults. A couple of nights ago, Baby Bear was so active The Bear could actually feel the movements for the first time. It was such a special moment. I'm tearing up just thinking about it.

Baby Bear's gender is a surprise. It was very difficult to look away from the screen in order to see if a teeny, tiny penis was present or not. I go back and forth in my head about if we are Team Blue or Team Pink. I honestly have no idea. Ninety percent of people I know think I am having a boy based on how I am carrying. I guess we'll have to wait until around December 26th to find out...

I've Gotta Feeling...

...and I'm pretty sure it's just gas. I am anxiously awaiting the first little flutter, nudge, or butterfly kiss from this kid and I've got nothing. Well, I thought I was feeling stuff, but now I'm not so sure. Soon enough Baby Bear will be keeping me up with his/her acrobatics in the middle of the night.

I am proudly growing more and more each day. The Bear was out of town for the weekend and he has noticed a difference in my tummy size in the two short days that he was away. Anything that I wear on my bottom half has to be maternity clothing or have a stretchy waistband. I'm pleasantly surprised by how comfortable most of my new clothing is.

In one week, The Bear and I get to see our little guy/girl again! The last time we had an ultrasound was at 10 weeks, but it seems so long ago! I just want to check out the baby's profile and make sure it doesn't have The Bear's nose :) Just kidding, it's a great schnoz...just on a boy.

The past couple of days, I have been alive with energy. I don't think I've been this productive in 10 years. It was a good weekend, although I really missed my better half. I'm happy he's back home safe and sound.