Wednesday, December 28, 2011

23 Weeks

Big news this week is, Mike was finally in the right place at the right time and felt the baby kick!  He has been trying in vain for about 2 weeks now, but the baby never felt like moving much when his daddy was around!   Then Mike decided to just rest his hand on my belly while we were watching TV and I was doing my usual “Did you feel that one?  How about that one?”  Finally there came a really strong one, and Mike’s face immediately lit up.  He had this huge smile on his face, it was so cute!  He was also able to feel a big kick when we went to a movie later in the week – apparently the baby is a fan of Sherlock Holmes, because he was the most active he’s been so far!

This week I have a story that I like to file under “Sometimes kids know how to act better than adults.”  I was waiting to see the chiropractor (this baby will NOT get off my sciatic nerve!)  and I was sitting near a little girl who looked to be about 8 years old and her mom.  I took a brief phone call in which of course I talked about baby-related things, and when I got off the phone the mother kindly asked me when I was due.  The little girl’s face immediately lit up, and she said, “Oh, I was wondering if you were….ya know…but I didn’t want to be rude and ask you!”  I ended up having a lovely conversation with her – it’s always nice to meet a well-mannered child!
Contrast that with this story: I was standing in the driveway talking to Mike and my dad, and a lady that we don’t really know who lives in our neighborhood walks by with her dog.  She abruptly asks me “Are you pregnant?!?”  She sounded more accusatory than curious.  I put on my best smile and said yes, and she said……….[get ready]…….”Oh, I thought it might be the way you were standing.”    Well then WHY would you even ask???  Some people just don’t USE the BRAIN in their SKULL!

Monday, December 19, 2011

22 Weeks

I had a strange dizzy spell on Tuesday that came on very suddenly and left me feeling weird for the rest of the day, but luckily it seems to just be a one-time thing.  One comment I have been getting a lot lately it “you look very healthy” which I love to hear – it’s certainly preferable to “OH MY GOSH YOU’RE HUGE!”
We have been very blessed to be given a lot of baby boy clothes, maternity clothes, and baby toys/gear this week, so I’ve been spending a lot of time going through all that.  I love that parents are so willing to pass along things they can’t use anymore.  Now I just need to get started on the nursery so I have some place to put all this great stuff!

The kicks are getting ever stronger – once I was sitting on the couch with my computer on my lap/belly, and one kick was strong enough to make the computer jump a little! 

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Recent pictures

Here are some pictures from last week, when my brother and his family visited.  We DID manage to get some pictures in  between all the sickness that went around!

My niece is a rock star.

And my brother is a great dad.

I won that dinosaur in a coloring contest at the local Pizza Hut when I was about 4 years old.  My brother was so mad that I won because he was the one that spent hours making his look as realistic as possible, while I spent about 5 minutes giving mine rainbow stripes.

My sister-in-law is pregnant too!  What a difference a month makes, though, because I felt huge next to her and her cuteness! 

There are NINE of us in this picture, two in "the ovens"!  Next time we are all together we will have a lot of introductions to make!
21 Weeks

The movement has really increased this week!  It’s gotten a little stronger, and much more frequent.  Also for the first time I would feel it in one place, then almost immediately in another place, like it was a hand and then a foot.  Towards the end of the week I started to be able to feel it from the outside, but so far Mike has not been in the right place at the right time to feel it.  Hopefully next week!

Cute story of the week: one night this week I woke up and Ravenclaw the cat was sleeping on my stomach.  This is a pretty common occurrence, but this time she REALLY had her motor going!  She was way down low, where the baby usually hangs out, and they were purring and kicking in sync with each other!  It was like purrrrrrrrKICK purrrrrrrrrrKICK purrrrrrrrrrrrrKICK!  It was so darn cute.

Thursday, December 08, 2011

28 Reasons Why I Love My Husband.

Today is my husband's 28th birthday.  Here is an itemized list containing 28 reasons why I love him:

  1. He made me a his own personalized ringtone for my phone.  Now whenever he calls me, my phone plays "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" because he knows that song makes me laugh.
  2. He learned to like country music for my sake.
  3. He laughs at my jokes, even when they're probably not funny.
  4. He tolerates my need for Christmas music after November 1st.
  5. He listens.  
  6. He understands.
  7. He gives great shoulder rubs.
  8. He's really good in a crisis.
  9. He's a hard worker and a good provider.
  10. He's made a concentrated effort to learn to like new foods since we've been married.  He's learned to like carrots, peas, and salad. 
  11. He's so darn cute.
  12. He didn't complain in the early parts of this pregnancy when he would come home hungry after working all day and I would say "today I managed to eat a bite of applesauce and comb half of my hair."  He would just make something for himself to eat and keep it far, far away from my nose.  
  13. He is slow to anger.
  14. He will stick up for me.
  15. He never once complained when I first started to cut his hair and he looked like something from a horror movie.
  16. He compliments my cooking.
  17. He does more around the house than most guys.
  18. He supported me staying at home this year - a major life change for both of us - because he knew how important it was to me.
  19. He introduced me to the wonder that is Chinese food.
  20. He's a good dad.  Already.
  21. What's important to me is important to him.
  22. He will forsake all others for me.
  23. He helps me see the humor in situations.  Like when I was in a super-hormonal stage around week 16 where I was crying at literally everything.  And we went to see Real Steel, a movie that I thought would contain absolutely nothing that would even remotely make me want to cry.  But I didn't think about the previews, and sat there all misty during a stupid Steven Spielberg movie about a horse or something.  And he didn't mind when I punched him in the arm for laughing at me.
  24. He is respectful.  He treats me and everyone else with dignity.
  25. He's generous.
  26. He doesn't look at other women.  If an attractive woman were to walk past him with a skimpy dress on, he would look away.  You have NO IDEA how much that means to me, especially now when I feel like a whale some days.
  27. He doesn't let little things bother him.  We are definitely "yin and yang" on this one  :)
  28. He will patiently pose for a picture because I decide I hate the one we already took, even though I know he's thinking in his head that there was absolutely nothing wrong with the last one.  Case in point:
 Is this the face of a guy who's exasperated at all the picture taking?  I don't think so!

Happy birthday, my love. 

Saturday, December 03, 2011

20 Weeks

Aaaaaaand we’re halfway there, folks!  This week has been full of highs and lows.  

Getting to celebrate Mike’s birthday a few days early with Mike’s parents.  We also got a few baby items that belonged to Mike – I can’t believe he was ever that tiny!

My brother, his wife, and their daughter Sarah came to town to visit!  It is always so good to see them, since we don’t get to do it as often as we would like to.  They are also expecting another baby, just a few weeks after our due date, so this was the first “get together” of all the cousins, even if some of them are in utero!  We got some cute pictures which I hope to share soon.

We had a bit of a pandemic run its course through the family.  On Wednesday my mom and Mike got sick with stomach flu symptoms.  Over the next few days, the following people got sick too:  my dad, my brother, my sister-in-law, both my grandmothers, 2 of my cousins, my uncle, and my mother-in-law.  I ended up getting only a very mild version of it, thank goodness.  It was kind of scary to see how quickly and completely it made its way through the family!

21 weeks.  A good picture of both of us!

I added a super-cool slideshow on my sidebar so you can see the progression of baby growth if you're so inclined....and the growth of my hair!

Thursday, December 01, 2011

It's Okay For Your Holidays to Just be Happy

**Warning** if you are here to follow my weekly pregnancy postings, this is NOT one of those.  This is going to be a non-PC posting about a personal pet peeve that is completely my opinion.  Take it or leave it.

First, a story:  We were at a restaurant a few years ago in December and the table next to us was getting ready to leave.  The waitress told them "Happy Holidays" and the guy was livid about it.  Apparently he thought that she should have said "Merry Christmas" and made no bones about informing her of this.  He was very rude and you could just see that poor waitress shrink into herself.  I felt so bad for her.  It made me think....if Jesus were at that restaurant, would he REALLY get onto someone like that for not saying Merry Christmas?  *I* don't think so. 

So here's the thing about the month of December: it doesn't belong to one particular religion.  Christmas is not the only holiday celebrated during this time of year.  I just don't understand why someone would get upset about being told "Happy Holidays."  There is nothing inherently rude about saying the words "Happy" and "Holidays" put together. If I don't know you, why would I assume that you celebrate Christmas, and not Hanukkah, Kwanzaa....or NO holiday at all?  What gets me is the implication that a complete stranger is being rude by being general in their well-wishes instead offering a specific greeting, when they don't even know you.  And besides that, I've always taken "Happy Holidays" to include New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, in which case that greeting is plural and grammatically correct.  Facebook only exacerbates this problem because those individuals that are upset about this (instead of being upset about IMPORTANT things, like world hunger, AIDS, or a number of real problems) now have an outlet to be very vocal about their misplaced outrage.  And I'm even seeing postings now about this belief that it's not okay to say the word "Christmas" anymore - this general belief that schoolchildren are getting in trouble for saying that word, or that adults are looked down upon by their peers for using the word.  I want to hear about a single instance that this ACTUALLY happened, not a cartoon approximating what someone thinks is happening.  It kinda reminds me of those chain posts and emails you see every once in awhile about how it's all the sudden not okay to say the Pledge of Allegiance anymore - WHO is saying it's not okay?  WHO??  But I digress.

In conclusion:  Don't act like your religion is the only one that exists.  If someone DARES to say "Happy Holidays" to you, just be glad that they are wishing you well and leave it at that. 

Just relax, people. 

Sunday, November 27, 2011

19 weeks

Boy, am I glad I was completely over morning sickness in time for Thanksgiving!  How much would it have stunk to have a poultry aversion and not feel like eating anything on Thanksgiving??  This week I’ve started to feel like I could eat everything in sight…I don’t think I eat more than usual, and I still get full easily, but when I first sit down to eat I always think to myself “I could literally eat everything on this table!”  Mike and I went to Cracker Barrel recently and I was tempted to tell the server “Just bring me everything on the left side of the menu.”

Happenings this week:

We took a picture of my bump.  Oh, haven’t you heard?  We do that every so often  :)

We had a lovely Thanksgiving with family, and we both stuffed ourselves like a true American should.  Mike took these pictures of me at the beach on Thanksgiving Eve:
 I kinda look like I’m striking a casual pose, but really I was jumping up and down because the water washed up on my feet and it was COLD!

Um, wow!  When I first looked at this picture I couldn’t believe how big my bump looked!

I think this one is my favorite!

We took some group pictures, but unfortunately they did not turn out well; hopefully some of the ones that were taken with other people’s cameras will find their way to me.  

I started to have sciatic-related pain again, on Thanksgiving Day.  It is NO FUN, and this time it was shooting down my leg with every step.  Luckily this time I was able to be proactive about it, and we headed home a day early so we could sleep in our own bed, and we were able to head off the worst of it with that and lots of stretching and taking it easy.

I had a four-year old tell me that I didn’t look like I was having a baby.  Made my day.  I don’t normally mind when people comment on my bump, but lately it’s been all I’ve heard about.  Like literally, at church that was the ONLY thing people said to me.  If I’m keepin’ it real, I gotta admit that gets a little old when I hear OH MY GOSH YOU’RE HUGE more than once a day or so.  I actually DO like the way I look right now, and I LOVE maternity fashion – I could never pull off leggings before! 

We went to a Christmas tree farm in Ocala and cut our own tree!  We’ve had a fake tree every year since we’ve been married but this year we decided we missed the smell of a real tree and wanted to support a local farmer.  It was really fun – I hope this is a tradition we can carry on!

 They gave us a pole to measure with so we could find one that was the right height.  We walked all around the farm and debated the merits of just about every tree, and ended up picking  one of the trees that was furthest away from the check-out stand.  Luckily I had a husband to cut it down and haul it all that way  :)

 Nope not quite…

Found it!!

Cutting it down…


Mike showed that tree who’s the boss!

 We cut off the bottom two branches, and I’m going to try to make a garland.  TRY being the key verb.

The tree is now up, but not decorated yet.  Having a super-elevated sense of smell due to this pregnancy means I can enjoy the pine smell throughout the house!  And Morgan the cat is eyeing the tree ambitiously, planning her ascent.  Dumb cat makes a game out of climbing the tree every year!

“What, isn’t that why you put the tree up?!?”

Saturday, November 26, 2011


That is my voice coming from under the piles of junk in my house.  Now that I'm not working full time I have more time to realize stuff.  Like the fact that when we moved in to this house four years ago, I had no idea how to organize a household.  Ergo, it was never really organized.  Now before you imagine a scene from hoarders, it's not THAT BAD - I just can't ever find stuff.  I have also come to realize that I am married to a wonderful man, but he is a packrat.  He has the "we might need it someday" mentality, and when I was teaching full-time I didn't have the energy to argue.  But now that I've started to try to clear things out, I've come to the root of the problem - I have no clue when it comes to organization.  My poor Momma tried, but I must not have listened (stop laughing, mom!)  So in the past, when I've gone through a closet or drawer, it quickly becomes messy again because I had no system in place to KEEP it organized.  But now the question becomes...HOW??

These are the things that drive me crazy:  I bought some felt circles to stick under the dining room chairs to keep them from scratching the floor.  Now I have some left over, but where do I put them so I can find them again?  What category do sticky felt circles fall under?  They're not cleaning supplies; they're not hardware....what else can I store them with?

So I turn to you, interwebs.....any suggestions?  Help my solve my sticky felt circle crisis!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

18 weeks

Last week was big because we found out we’re having a little BOY….this week we hit another milestone when I started feeling movement!  For a few weeks now I’ve been in that in-between stage, where it’s impossible to tell if it’s the baby or just a tummy rumble, but this week they gradually got more defined.  By the middle of the week I was pretty sure it was baby, and towards the end of the week I finally had one where I was confident that it was indeed our little guy.  That one felt exactly like a little tiny nudge from the inside, but most of them don’t feel like what I was expecting at all!  Sometimes they feel like bubbles popping in my stomach, sometimes it’s more like my stomach does a flip-flop.  But really they are a feeling like no other, I don’t feel like I can accurately describe what they feel like to someone who’s never felt it!  I am still learning to recognize what they are, so they can be a little disconcerting at first – like WHOA what was THAT?  It sometimes takes me a second to realize that it must be the little guy practicing his dance moves!  I have a feeling that this is going to be one active baby!  My mom tells me that I was much more active than my brother during this time, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised!  The ultrasound techs have told us that he is also very active too.

19 week belly.  Hair is growing too!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Week 17

I woke up on Monday of week 17 and WOW!  The belly popped!  I’m starting to get a blocked view of my feet!
The big news this week is…it’s a BOY!  Mollie and Amanda got to reveal the big news on Facebook after we let family know.

I posted this picture with the caption “We are wearing BLUE because we're excited to be getting a little brother in April! That's right, it's a BOY!!”  And yes, behind the camera I am holding up a treat to get them to sit STILL – I’m not above bribery!
We went for our ultrasound one day shy of the 18 week mark.  We were lucky and grateful that Mike got to come, too, although they made him sit in the waiting room for the first part!  They got all the diagnostic stuff out of the way, then Mike got to come back while we tried to get the baby to show off the goods  :)    I was getting a little worried after a few minutes, but then the tech said that he already knew what it was and he just wanted us to see it for ourselves.  Almost immediately after, baby Wolfe finally gave in and let us see!  I knew right away, and the tech said “As you can see, little girls don’t have a third leg, so it’s a BOY!”
We’ve been asked a lot whether we were hoping for a boy or a girl, and I’ve always felt that we waited a long time for this baby, and were hoping more for it to be healthy than for one sex or the other.  But it *is* nice to finally know!  I can’t wait to start decorating the nursery!  Since we’ve found out I’ve found myself having moments where I get excited out of the blue and feel like jumping up and down (if my stupid back would let me, that is!)  I keep repeating over and over in my head “It’saBOYit’saBOYit’saBOY!!”  
 18 week belly shot
Here is Miss Mollie and I spending some quality time together.  She is not usually very cuddly, and is the only animal that seems to be pretty much oblivious to how her world is going to change around the middle of April!

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Week 16

This week will go down in history as The Week of the Stomach Bug.  I’ll spare you the details, but it was not pretty.
So that took up pretty much the whole week, but we DID go to the Gator game on Saturday….AND they won…AND I was got to wear a new Gator maternity shirt that says “Future Gator” on it, courtesy of my mother-in-law!

Picture time!
I noticed this week that the belly is getting harder – not quite as soft as it used to be!  I’m sure after the baby comes that will change  :)

I got a pregnancy belt to support my back and hopefully keep it from going awry again.  It’s basically a wide band of elastic that you wear under the belly, but after looking at this picture I will never have my picture taken in it again!  It makes my bump look like a ROLL!

It’s been interesting to observe how the animals act around me since my pregnancy.  This is what Amanda has started doing:
It’s cute until she starts snoring!
Miss Morgan just enjoys the challenge of trying to balance on my ever-growing bump! 

Finally found a comfy position!  She fell asleep with her chin resting on me, but we didn’t get a picture of that.

But we’ve seen the most change in Raven.  As soon as I lie down she makes a beeline for me!  She positions herself right on top of the bump and starts purring like crazy!  I sometimes wonder if she hears or feels the baby in there.  Since I can’t lie on my back anymore this is her new favorite way to sleep – I had to crop out most of my rear end because I am horrified at how big it’s gotten!  Just keepin’ it real, folks!