Wishful Wednesday and Bumpdates!

Well, first thing's first.  Let's get this out of the way.  I can't believe I'm about to post these.  Because I look the SIZE OF A HOUSE.  But the stickers that my blog designer and also good friend, Kelly got me are too stinkin' cute not to use.  Even if I do have to wear a pre-pregnant tank top that I should never try and squeeze over my belly again tight tank top.  So here you go.  16 weeks.  In a white tank top.  Pregnant/fat + white tank top = never a good idea.

{It may be time to venture to Tarjay and get a maternity tank top ...}

{Maybe I should start having the Mister take these, so when I show these to the my child in the future they know their momma had a face.}

So there you have it.  My expanding waist (or lack thereof) line.  Now, to change gears a bit, on to play ...

Today's topic is

'I Wish' .... I had the opportunity to change careers and it would be to become a wedding planner!

That's right friends.  I absolutely L-O-V-E-D every aspect of planning my own wedding, so much so that I told my mom "HECK NO" when she asked if we needed to hire a wedding planner.  By the time it was my turn to get married I had been in no less that 10 weddings and I knew EXACTLY what I wanted and what I sure as heck did NOT want!  For example, I wanted the ceremony to be meaningful, full of the Lord and sentimental, but to the point, short and sweet and to mainly get us mawwied ("man and wife, just say man and wife" if you can tell me what movie that's from you get a cookie.) and to the reception where we could eat (wishful thinking) drink (that we did) and be MAWWIED.  All this is to say that I LOVED wedding planning and have actually helped a few of my friends plan their own!  Getting mawwied 5+ years ago means they have a lot of things today that didn'tsomuch exist in my days of wedding planning.  For instance, the whole fancy pants artsy fartsty photography?  Notsomuch a huge trend when I got married.  Don't get me wrong, I LOVED my wedding photographer, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I wouldn't have been thrilled for my wedding pictures to look more like this ...

 {Not technically a wedding picture, an engagement one.  And yes I know this beautiful couple, that's my brother and his now wife (my Silly) then fiance.}

If I were a wedding planner, let me show you a few things that would inspire tickling my wedding designing fancy.

Amazing lighting ...

Gorgeous wedding flowers ...

White for any time of the year ...

Love these for spring ...

And these for fall ...

And I love these because they're peonies (LOVE) and the dresses are teal ...

Fabulous centerpieces (right now I'm into the whole "tree" thing)...

And delicious candy bars for favors ...

My Soulmatey will like this one.  She LOVES her some yellow ...

I'm sure some of those are "so last year" and "not what's in right now" but I just know what I like.  Plus I haven't been to a wedding in over a year so they may be hanging monkeys from the ceilings holding flower arrangements and using glowsticks on the dance floor these days for all I know.

And lastly (sheeshsters, when did I get so long-winded all of a sudden?) the Bumpdates!  I am 16 weeks, in case you didn't catch that from the sticker on my giant belly above.

How far along? Seriously.  I just told you this.  16 weeks.  Pay attention pregnancy questionnaire.

{Awww.  Such a cute little alien.  Even if he is to the left of the va-jay-jay word.  Seriously.  We all know what that is.  No need to label.}

Total weight gain/loss: Some how I went from 6 to 10 LBS.  Riddle me that?

Maternity clothes? Goodness yes.  Except, apparently, in the tank top area.

Stretch marks? Possibly from bending over and trying to shave my legs in the shower.  There is now a smallish bump in my way.  I know, I know.  Just wait til I'm huge ...

Sleep: Much better.  MUCH better.  I've figured out a way to take the boppy pregnancy pillow (i.e., my other spouse) and wrap it around my BACK side, put my head on the end and the other end between my knees and prop my other pillow (my other, other spouse) in front of me.  Once I'm in place there's NO gettin' me out.  When it comes time, I really have to think long and hard about how much I need to pee ...

Best moment this week: I'm going to say Friday (even though it's in the future) because we have an appointment where we get to hear the little one's heartbeat and, drumroll pleassssseeeee, make the ACTUAL gender appointment where I can stop saying 95% and move on to an actual 100% BOY!

Have you told family and friends: No.  JUST the blog world (she says with sarcasm DRIPPING from her tongue).

Movement: It's apparently any time now!  However, I hope what I felt this morning wasn't movement.  Because it felt like a cross between a running pain (and goodness KNOWS that's not what it was) and a tummy full of ... well, let's say for a better word, hot air.  And it hurt.  I'm not sure I can take 5 more months of THAT kind of movement.

Food cravings: Nope.  Still good friends with the Fatty Fairy.  She's set herself up a nice little home right on my hips and thighs and, from the looks of things, she's not leaving for a GOOD 6 - 9 months.  I wish she'd tell her friend, Pale Fairy to get the heck out though.  She's taken residence on my FACE (even after the Tan Fairy landed there for awhile) and WON'T LEAVE!

Anything making you queasy or sick: My Mister sliced his finger open on a steak knife on Saturday night.  It made me both queasy AND sick.

Have you started to show yet: See gigantic evidence above.

Leakage: Talk about leakage again.  I dare you.  See if I don't punch you in the face.

Gender prediction: This week I predict it's a puppy.  Oh GENDER prediction?  I thought you said species.  I'm still stickin' with the 95% boy results we got.

Labor Signs: Nada.  Except these dang round ligament pains.  I swear it feels like I've been doing situps every morning when I wake up and heaven KNOWS that's not the case ...

Belly Button in or out? Inwards.  And currently expanding from east to west.  This is somewhat troubling to me as, through shirts, it looks like I have a giant crater right in the middle of my stomach.

Wedding rings on or off? On.

Happy or Moody most of the time: Happy.  Unless I'm in traffic.  Or I'm hungry.  Or I'm tired.  But that's true pregnant or not.

 

 

 

Weekly Wisdom: Never look in the mirror (or take pictures) after you've put on your maternity swim suit.  Just don't do it.

Milestones: 4 months!  WOOT!