Weekend Re-Cap!

Morning sunshines!  Actually I should say morning cloudy skies since it looks pretty rainy here today.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining.  I LOVE me some rainy days, especially when it brings cooler temps with it!  I hope y'all had fun and exciting weekends!  We sure did!  Like I mentioned on Friday we drove to Waco and had a fantastic time visiting our friends Kim & Brady.  Kim was a bridesmaid in our wedding and lived with me my senior + year at Baylor (I decided to go the 4 1/2 year route, looking back I wish I'd gone the 6 1/2 year route.  Anyone else miss college as much as me?) and remains one of my best friends.  OH how I miss her!  The Mister met up with someone for a few hours and Kim was still in class (she's in graduate school at BU) so I had a little time to kill.  And what better way to kill time than shopping in Spice!  They had a WALL of $2 jewelry that was actually REALLY cute so I did some of my best bargain shopping whist waiting on the Mister.   Then we went to see Kim & Brady's adorable house and meet their sweet SWEET lab Jake!  He's 7 years old and just darling.  I kinda wanted to steal him take him home so he and Koda could be best of friends but I decided I wouldn't do that to Kim.  I didn't take a lot of pictures on Friday and I was feeling particularly sweaty (what else is new) all. day. long. so they aren't the cutest (of me, of Kim they're great) but here you go ...

{Kim & I.  She runs triathalons and full marathons.  She's my hero.}

{Me with sweet Jake!  He's such a lovebug!  And sidenote, I have NO idea how I got into that position let alone got back up from it ...}

From Kim's house we went to meet up with Brady and have us some good mexican food and time with great friends.  We hated to have to leave but then headed out and back to Dallas.  On Saturday night we had a friend's 30th birfday party at this FUN place called the Meddlesome Moth.  And can I just tell you what MADE my night?  Our friend's sister (Ame) made up the menu of drinks that were being offered at the party and there was a NON-ALKIE DRINK LIST!  As in not water.  Or juice.  Or Sprite.  But drinks that actually made me feel like a grown up too!  I spent my evening sipping on Basil Lime Coolers which pretty much tasted like an awesome Mojito.  It's the little things that make your day when you're 27 1/2 weeks pregnant folks.  AND, drum roll please, I TOOK PICTURES!!!  So here are a few pics of our night ...

{My MOH & I}

{Girls group shot.  From L to R, Ame, Hilary, Amanda, MOH, me and the birfday girl, Jessie}

{Me n' the baby daddy.}

{Boys shot.  L to R, Greg, Aaron, Hootie (i.e. Chris, the birfday girl's Mister) and the Mister}

{The Mister & I with a bobble-head Hootie, let's try that again ...}

{That's better.}

And can I go ahead and toot my own horn a bit?  Cause I'm gonna.  A lot of these pictures were taken AFTER we got kicked out of the main party room because another party was coming in after us and AFTER a lot of other people had gone HOME!  Yep, preggers was out 'til 12:45 on Saturday night.  I will say one thing, it really is amusing to watch people get tipsy'er and tipsy'er as the evening goes on while you're still stone cold sober.  ESPECIALLY this group that came in after us to the little party area of the bar that we were at at the beginning of the night.  I've never seen so many cougars in my life, mixed in with skeezy older men with their hair all slicked back, wearing clothes that they probably took out of their sons closets, far and I mean FAR too much cologne and about 2 years too much extra time racked up in the tanning bed (We need a name we can call these guys like the one they gave cougars ... how about hienas?  That sounds fitting ...) and then there were the random girls that looked about my age or younger that were so drunk I'm not sure they knew what party they were stumbling into ... It was quite the people watching event to say the very least, but had a LOT of fun.

Sunday we woke up for early church (it's amazing how easy you can do that when you haven't had a few cocktails the night before) and then went to breakfast afterwards.  I officially ate my face off yesterday (between pancakes for breakfast - I hadn't had them in YEARS so I decided to splurge - and pizza for dinner, baby boy and I were CARBED OUT by last night) so today I MAY need to get out and get some excercise (smile).  That's all from me today, I'm babysitting a friend's darling 2 year old today so wish me luck!  It should be really easy, she's pretty much one of the cutest little girls ever, PLUS Pam told me it's right during her nap time when I'll be getting there.  Either way, we'll have a great time playing and being girly.  I can do that til the cows come home.  See y'all tomorrow!!!

BIG Baby Boy!

HOORAY!  It's FRIDAY!!!  Are y'all as excited as I am?  Because I am.  Today the Mister and I are going to be in Waco to visit some friends and I'm SO excited!  Since I lived in Waco (when I at Baylor) it almost feels like a 2nd home when I'm there so I'm excited to visit some of our old stomping grounds!  Two being Spice (AH-MAZING little boutique full of baby clothes, gift ideas and cuteness GALORE, let's just say a good portion of moolah was spent here the months I lived in Waco, I think my mom wisened up and realized that Spice wasn't a fancy grocery store or place to buy seasonings for various types of cooking) and Ninfas!  Unfortunately I won't be able to indulge in a Ninfarita while we're there, but you bet your fanny I'll make up for it the next visit!  Assuming it's AFTER Caleb gets here that is ...

Speaking of Caleb.  We had our sono yesterday and they said everything is looking wonderful.  He is measuring a week ahead of schedule (no WONDER I've felt huge!) however they don't officially change my due date until we get closer to time for him to make his grand entrance.  I did the glucose test but probably won't get my results back for about a week, I hope I passed!  I'll let y'all know when I find out.  Here are some pictures we got of our little man today ...

{Sweet sweet profile.  I could just kiss that nose!  If it wasn't inside my uterus that is ...}

{And here's a front picture of his sweet face.  I can't wait to meet him SO soon!}

{And just to be sure ... yep, still 100% baby boy!}

Our next sono won't be until he's 36 weeks which will be the last one!  Then we'll be meeting him face to sweet little face.  I can't WAIT for the day!!!

And also speaking of yesterday, can I just say that the pregnancy massage was AMAZING?!?!  Really.  Exactly what the doctor ordered.  Especially when she was massaging my feet.  I'm pretty sure I proopsed marriage to her.  A few times.

THANK YOU MOMMA!!!  It was such an incredible treat!!!

And last but not least, I returned home after my day of spa'ing and seeing our little one via sonogram to find a package on my front doorstep!  I love love LOVE getting any kind of mail, ESPECIALLY ones that come in packages!!!  The following is what I found inside ...

 

From none other than the incredibly darling miss Aly (and Lucy of course) of Analyze This!  Aly and I have this common obsession love of our dogs and we've pretty much decided that Lucy and Koda would make the prettiest babies (if both their boy and girl parts were still "in working condition") and be married if they lived closer than a billion miles apart from each other.  She was SO sweet to email me and tell me a little something was coming my way for Koda, myself and baby Fulmer and was I EVER pleased!  And let me tell you was KODA!?!?!  See that tennis ball up there?  Well it has a squeaker in it.  What does Koda love more than anything in the world?  Tennis balls.  Put a squeaker in it?  Tennis ball nirvana.  He's been squeaking ever since I opened the package (however he took a break long enough to eat a cookie or two) however in between squeaks he's confessed his love for Lucy and told me to tell his hypothetical mother in law RANK ROU RO MURCH!!!  Um and did I mention the stationary?  How CUTE is that!?!?  Just in time for writing thank you's for my upcoming showers.  So not that I can say it enough, but THANK YOU sweet Aly!!!  You made mine, Koda's and little man's day!!!

And that's it from me loves, by the time you read this we'll be headin' "Southbound 35" (and if you can name that song/singer you get a cookie, but not one of Koda's he wanted me to tell you ...) to Waco!  Have a wonderful weekend!!!

Thoughtless Thursday: First Shower!

Morning glories!  It's Thursday and you know what THAT means (besides the fact that it's the day of our 7 month appointment and SONOGRAM, woot!) ... it's time for ...

And today's TT is going to focus on two things.  The fact that my first shower has been planned and the AMAZINGNESS that is my Silly (sister-in-law) who MADE my invitations!  As in her major at Baylor was graphic design and she pretty much put the whole design together.  She's also happens to be helping throw the shower along with some of my other amazing girlfriends.  I am SO honored to be celebrating Caleb in what I can only imagine (given the group of girls throwing the shower) is going to be an amazing day!  I can't wait!  But what I wanted to show you is the invitation.  Like I said before, my Silly made it.

AMAZING is it not?  I don't know if y'all remember the bedding for the nursery but this invite is pretty much his nursery colors rolled into an invitation!  I whited some personal info out like addresses and registry places but wanted to make sure I shared my Silly's amazing talent with y'all!  She did our Christmas cards last year and does all kinds of announcements, invitations and like I said, Christmas cards which (I'm so excited to be saying this) will be needing to be ordered here soon!  So please feel FREE to visit her website http://www.pinkdoordesign.com/ and use her for your Christmas card needs, inviation needs or anything else you find on her site that tickles your fancy!

Last but not least, the following is what my Mister (after some subtle hinting) brought me home after work on Tuesday night.  There is a place downtown called The Cupcakery that has de-LISH cupcakes.  This one was red velvet before I eated it ...

{Mmmmmm.  Me likey.  Good Mister, GOOD MISTER!}

And that's it for my TT ladies!  Now, grab my button, post any random pictures you feel like.  Tell about them or don't and come back here and McStinky up!  Happy almost Friday loves!!!

27 Weeks!

Okay, so I'm going to do the laziest. thing. ever. today.  And that's not post any bumpdates.  BUT BUT BUT (I can hear the snarls and knashing of teeth now) I AM going to post a bump PIC!  Sometimes that's even better, right?  I just figured I rambled enough for two days yesterday that today I would just make short and sweet and I'm being insanely lazy and should've gotten off the couch about an hour before I actually did this morning.

So here you go, 27 weeks in my pregnancy uniform (i.e. hat & pigtails) ...

{BTW, that shirt came from Forever 21.  It was on sale for $6.99.  And I'm pretty sure I've worn the HECK outta that $6.99 since I think I've worn it at least 7 times since I bought it.  Last week.  What?  It's SO comfortable!}

And that's it from me today loves!  Tomorrow is our 7 month (a bit early) appointment and I'm SO excited we get to see little bit's face tomorrow!  I also have to have the glucose testing so everyone please pray that I don't test positive for gestational diabetes.  I've heard it totally has to do with how you eat when you're preggers but I have friends of all shapes and sizes that SHOULD have it that didn't and that SHOULDN'T have it but did.  Also, last but not least, I am SO pumped because my mom surprised me yesterday with a pregnancy massage!!!  I go tomorrow morning with her and my Mamaw to have 45 minutes of HEAVEN!  They are each getting regualr treatments of course, but we're making a girl day of it!  I will let y'all know how it was, and shoot maybe even take some pictures of our lovely spa day!  Happy Wednesday loverlies!!! 

Nada, Zilch, Nuttin'.

Well, it's one of those days.  Days where I have nothing and I mean NUTTIN' to talk about.  Which usually makes for a post that's about a novel's length, so you may want to refill your coffee, diet coke, stock up on necessities and maybe even visit the little girl's room before you start reading this post.  SINCE I have a fat load of nothing to talk about today I thought I'd tell y'all about a few things that have seemed funny or maybe even bothered me lately.  First off, my "What to Expect" updates that I get in email and iPhone app form decides to deliver this lovely tidbit a day or two ago ...

"Starting around now, nearly three-quarters of pregnant women begin to experience mild swelling of the feet and ankles. Called edema, such swelling occurs when fluids accumulate in your body tissues as a result of increased blood flow."

Now let me backtrack by saying that these "What to Expect" updates are super hit or miss with me.  They can send me symptom after symptom that I MAY be having and I won't have a single one, HOWEVER, sometimes they'll send me an update and I SWEAR I don't have this symptom until I read it and then BAM, heartburn and naseau.  Or BAM, pounding headaches.  I'm serious, it's like it happens the minute I'm reading it.  So back to the edema, this was a "BAM, cankles and swelling" kind of experience for me when I read this email a few days ago.  I literally looked down and my feet had suddenly grown two sizes giving me the ability to buy shoe sizes they only wear in the NBA.  So, I figure SURELY they'll tell me how to relieve it, and read on.  Only to get this advice ...

"To spell swell relief, avoid sitting or standing for a long time."

Avoid sitting.  And standing.  HUH?  Now pardon my ignorance but does this stump anyone else?  What is my alternative?  Standing on my head?  Limbo'ing?  Back stroking across the floor?  Doing the Pee Wee Herman Tequila dance across my kitchen countertops? 

Way to confuse me "What to Expect" ... thanks for that.  Also, I thought you spelled swell relief s-w-e-l-l-r-e-l-i-e-f.  But I could be wrong ...

This is about how I feel.  (Sidenote, I THINK that's a Garbage Pail Kid!  Does anyone remember them?  You could buy their cards (almost like baseball cards but so not) at 7-11 and my brother and I used to BEG our mom to let us get some everytime we passed a 7-11)

Which brings me to another point.  The heat.  It's a good thing I have all my family and most of my friends in the DFW Metroplex because if I didn't it's possible I'd want to move every summer.  Even now I frequently say "Why do we live here again?"  Holy sweating cankles.  I know.  Sorry.  That's gross.  TMI.  But I can't EXPLAIN to y'all (that aren't pregnant, the ones that are don't need to be explained to) how much I am SICK of sweating ALL THE DADGUM TIME!  I'm not kidding.  I sweat non-stop.  Inside, outside, in the shower.  It doesn't matter.  Oh and did I mention I found out that baby boys make their mommas about 10 degrees WARMER than baby girls?  Cause they do.  Go figure.  Half the time I don't even know why I shower anymore because about 5 minutes into the getting ready process I start to sweat more than the Biggest Loser contestants during their 5 hour workouts!  And sweating when you're all dressed and full makeup'ed just isn't cute. 

Not even he can make that look good ...

HOWEVER, we do have some relief on the horizon.  APPARENTLY (I'll believe this when I see it because I'm convinced that most weather forecasters just google "my daily weather horoscope" and report whatever they get the news) it's supposed to be 93 for the HIGH tomorrow!  WHAT?  No triple digits?  I'm not sure we'll know what to do with ourselves?!?!  That's about 10 degrees (roughly, probably closer to 12) lower than it's been for, oh I don't know, say the last month?  Possibly 2?  All I have to say is BRING ON THE FALL BABY!  I'm ready.  Me, my decorations, my boots and leggings (and giant tent-like tops that I have yet to buy) and my fall-scented candles.  All ready for your beautimous cool air to grace us with your prescence. 

That's pretty much all the whining blabbing I'm going to do today ladies.  Thanks for hanging in there and listening to my ramblings!  I hope your Tuesdays are terrific, I'll see you tomorrow for some 27 week Bumpdates!

Weekend & CSN Review!

Morning glories!  I hope y'all had wonderfully relaxing and enjoyable weekends!  Mine was full of encouraging, faith building women that included speakers, dramatic interpretations and musical artists at the Women of Faith conference!  This is my 6th year in a row to attend the conference and it was just as good this year as it has been every other year.  If you've never been to a Women of Faith conference and they ever visit anywhere close to where you live I encourage you, STRONGLY, to go.  It is life-changing.  I promise.  Plus it's girl power like you've never experienced.  I pity every single man that had to work that event at the American Airlines Center.  They are brave souls.  On TOP of how great the conference was, I got to go with my BEST friend and favorite woman on the planet, my MOMMA!  The Mister hooked us up with an awesome hotel downtown so we didn't have to drive back and forth (the conference starts on Friday night and then continues the next day) so here is where we stayed on Friday night ...

In a room that looked JUST like this (we may have messed the room up too quickly for me to take a picture), except with two queen beds.  Have you seen this belly?  It was better for me to have my own bed along with my own pillows.

We were on the executive floor which included a concierge room with free snacks (Every pregnant gal loves that!) and non-alkie drinks (Every pregnant gal loves THAT too!  Although I'm not going to lie, I'm looking forward to joining my momma in her glass of wine next year ...).  WOF just happened to be during the same week as restaurant week in Dallas so my mom and I made reservations at one of the restaurants downtown to eat before the first night's session started.  We went to Nobu at the Crescent and had some FANTASTIC sushi (don't worry, I only eat cooked rolls) and DELISH Japanese dessert before we headed over to the AAC.

{My momma and her linebacker daughter at dinner.  Look at them SHOULDERS!}

{In our seats at the conference the first night.}

{This isn't very clear, but can we talk about how EXCITED I was to see that Natalie Grant, only one of my favorite Christian artists EVER, is preggo at the same time as me and due in December with her THIRD little girl!?!?  I totally see an arranged marriage happening here, I mean look how GORGEOUS momma is!  Not to mention the girl can SING!  Coming from a family that loves Jesus is always a plus too, duh Kate.}

{Can you see her little baby bump?  How cute is she ...}

{I mean really.  I have a little girl crush on this chick.}

After the first night was over, we went back to the hotel, crashed and then woke up the next morning to head back to the AAC, after getting our Starbucks crack fix of course.  It all started for me with my momma.  She's the one to blame.

{Pardon my extra chins.  I don't remember packing those?}

And that's the only pic I took on Saturday.  Makes sense, the day we have a longer period of time, I take one.  The day we have 2 hours?  I take 25.  Go figure.  All in all my momma and I had a GREAT time, got some great books and music to take with us, and will DEFINATELY be making this a momma/daughter tradition.  I guess next year Caleb will have to stay home with daddy.  Hee.  Oh, and sidenote - two ladies at the conference told me I was a cute preggo.  Take THAT random rude ladies that told me I was huge!  I think my two kind, though possibly lying ladies this weekend cancel out your comments from last week.  BOOYAH!

After the conference was over I went home to spend some time with my Mister.  We ordered pizza (yum) and watched Book of Eli.  Has anyone ever seen this?  I'm not really sure what I thought of it.  We went to bed after that and did the church/lunch/home thing yesterday.  A relaxing weekend is always a good weekend.

Now, onto my CSN Product Review!  Now, if you haven't hopped over and visited CSN Stores yet, you should.  They have everything from dining room furniture to baby furniture to bistro sets.  But that's not all, they even have shoes, baby clothes, gift items and TONS more to choose from!  What am I going to review?  I'm thinking a cute pair of boots.  But don't hold me to that, first I must spend hours upon hours browsing over the millions of possibilities of items that I COULD review.  Online shopping is the best.  You don't have to deal with crowds, you don't have to park, shoot you don't even have to put on clothes (although when you're close to 7 months pregnant I highly recommend it, even if it IS just for your dog's sake) and you can shop til your fingers drop.  I'll let y'all know what I choose and how UNBELIEVABLY much I love it (because CSN has never let me down before) as soon as I make a decision ...

Off to online shop away!  Happy Monday loves!  OH and did I mention this Thursday we have another sono?  I can't WAIT to have new pictures to show y'all of our sweet boy!!!

Pregnancy Brain ...

HI friends!  It'sssss FRIDAY, it's FRIDAY, I LOVE ya, it's FRIDAY, you're only no days aw-ay, itt'ssss FRIDAY ... well you get the idea.  It's the weekend, woot woot!  I know, I know you're thinking "psshhhhh whatev Katie, everyday's a weekend for you miss SAHW" which you'd be right, BUT it's not everyday that I get to spend it with the Mister.  THAT'S why I like weekends!

Moving right along to the neverending pregnancy brain, remember how I told you I had WONDERFUL surprise visitors last weekend?  Well, one of my bestest's was driving through Dallas on her way to Austin to visit her rents and I was LUCKY enough to get to have her crew stay with little ole ME!  We laughed, we cried, we SQUEEE'ED and girly danced.  We kissed new babies, rubbed baby bellies, introduced our pups and talked about all the horrors and WONDERS of labor and delivery.  But what did we NOT do?  Well take a dadgum picture that's what!  Um, SERIOUSLY?  We're both bloggers!  How did we NOT take a picture of the fact that I was meeting sweet baby Harper for the first time?  Or the fact that we see each other once a year (this year twice, yipee!)?  Or the fact that Koda tried to take advantage of sweet Hurley (their female boxer) even though he doesn't have to goods to?  Maybe because she was beating him up with her boxing skills and he needed to show her what a "man" he was.  Speaking of, have y'all ever seen a boxer box?  It might be one of the funniest things I've ever seen.  They rear up on the back legs and "box" with their front paws.  Again, wish I had taken a picture because the look of "What tha H are you doing?" on Koda's face was priceless.  Anyways, back to the fact that the two mommas have lost their minds, THANKFULLY Linds had a brilliant idea.  If we can't (i.e. FORGOT TO) take pictures together, we can do the next best thing ...

{Oh so very happy about my surprise guests!}

{Oh so very unhappy when I realize they're not here to be in my picture ...}

{Koda's sad too because he misses his girlfriend Hurley.  What's that?  He looks sweepy?  No, no he's sad, he said "mum, i's sadz cuz dat boksur lef an' she tuks mah hart wif her"}

And yes I took those pictures the same day I took yesterday's pictures.  I had someone DO my hair people!  It's not everyday your hair looks that good.  You've got to work with what you got.  Right?  Right.  So moving right along, head on over to Team Us and check out Linds's similiar post.  Come back to Texas SOON LBT, we miss you!  Plus, Caleb needs to meet his wife from his future arranged marriage future bride when he gets here!

That's all from me today loves.  Happy HAPPY weekend!  I hope y'all have a great one!

Thoughtless Thursday!

I know!  It's about dang time right?  How do I miss my OWN aliteration day several weeks in a row?!?!  Well, my sweet readers, I'm back on track this week and ready to get my Thoughtless Thursday on.  Sidenote:  I had to retype that several times because "I'm ready to get my Thoughtlessness on." just sounded like I was ready to be mean and "I'm ready to get my TT on." just sounded ... well ... eww.  SO, without FURTHER further adieu let's all play ...

{For those of you that are new followers, first of all WELCOME!  I'm so happy to have you and honored that you think my little life is worth reading about!  Second, Thoughtless Thursday is pretty much what it sounds.  Thoughtless.  You basically choose any picture(s) from ANY time and either explain or don't, your choice!  It's basically an excuse to post pictures about anything random that you'd like to share with your readers and have an excuse to do so!  Then grab my button and come back here and link up so we can all see the pictures you chose!  Pretty easy eh?}

{This picture was taken yesterday right after I got my hair did!  I LOVE the high/low lights that my awesome stylist, Erin, did for me but on TOP of that she taught me how to curl with my Chi!  This picture is the result of her fabulous doing but you better bet I'm going to practice and try it on my own the next time I straighten my hair!  Don't worry, I'll keep it away from my neck ...}

{I figured, since I was already taking pictures "self portrait style" (i.e. the Mister was at a work dinner event) I might as well go ahead and snap a 26 week shot since a few of you asked yesterday so here you go!  26 weeks!}

And SPEAKING of my 26 week belly, today I had not one, but TWO women say to me "Oh honey, you look like you're about ready to pop, when are you due?" to which I replied "Oh, I have at least 2 1/2 months left." to which THEIR (and yes I can say this because they pretty much had the same reaction) eyes flew open (think cartoon-esque) and jaws dropped to the ground replying "Are you SERIOUS?  You're HUGE!"  Thanks.  Thanks a lot.  I then fought every urge to say "Well, you're ugly and your momma dresses you funny!  Na nee na nee boo boo!" and just went with the uncomfortable laugh and said "Thanks?"  At least they followed it up with "Aww, but you're so cute pregnant, you're ALL belly!"  Nice try ladies, nice try.

Okay loverlies, your turn!  Grab my button and go post your pics and then come back here and link up.  I can't wait to see what y'all picked!!!

26 Week BUMPDATES!

That's right sunshines.  It's back.  I know you've been waiting in utter anticipation.  And I also hope y'all can detect sarcasm when a sentence is dripping with it.  Because the previous one needs a napkin it's so drippy.  However, I DO do (hee hee) these for my own memory's sake since I'm losing more of it every day I've heard that with each pregnancy a part of your brain disappears when the baby is born.  Let's just hope y'all enjoy them as much as I'll enjoy reading them a few months after Caleb's born.  So here goes ...

When are you due:  I think y'all know this but November 24th.

How many weeks?:  26 TODAY!  Time for the "V" diagram, you know you missed it ...

{He's starting to look pretty smooshed up in there ... and thank goodness the jelly fish that was floating around in the other pictures turned out to be a umbilical cord.  Phew.}

Was this planned or unplanned:  Planned.  Only 2 months of planning, but planned.

How much weight gained:  Um, last time I checked I was at 20 lbs.  But it's been about 3 weeks since then so who knows ...

Is this your first pregnancy?:  Sure is!  Can't you tell from the baby and pregnancy info explosion all over my blog?

Latest food craving:  Blue Coconut slushies at Sonic.  I'm not sure if they're a craving or something I just really want every day, but either way I'm using it as an excuse to get one.

{Mmmmm.  Is it too early to get one now?  Maybe so.  And no those aren't my fries, I found this on google.  I'm a good girl and ONLY get the slush, even IF my head is screaming "get some tots, GET SOME TOTS!!!"  I try not to yell back.  It frightens the kids on skates ...}

Your top two name choices or baby's name:  Well they were Noah and Caleb, but as you've read, Caleb it is!

Worst Thing about being pregnant:  The akwardness of getting used to the weight gain thing ... and not being able to wear normal pants.  Don't get me wrong, the full panel is glorious and OH so comfy, but oh how I miss Nike running shorts, espeically in this heat ...

Best Thing about being pregnant:  Feeling my sweet boy move and wiggle around in my belly.  It's the coolest feeling in the world.  And being treated like you're a princess.  I don't know what I'm going to do when I have to do things for myself and complete strangers don't treat me like I'm a queen after baby boy gets here?

The first person you told was:  The Mister of course!

Are you more scared or excited:  A mixture of both, but the excited out weighs the scared.  Most of the time.  Until I start thinking of pushing something the size of a watermelon out of my youknowwhat and then the scared SHOVES the excited to the back burner.

Happy or mostly moody:  Happy.  The moody-ness is few and far between and usually (lucky for everyone else) happens when I'm by myself.

Last time you cried over something ridiculous was:  Oh goodness.  Every day.  Usually having to do with either a) animals or b) watching some baby show on The Discovery Channel.

You pee an estimated __ times a day?:  Not an astounding amount.  Now ask me this question when it comes to the night.  That's when the tinkle train REALLY pulls out of the station.

Weirdest dream you've had since pregnant?:  I really can't nail one down.  Last night I dreamt that I was some sort of Harry Potter-ish type of person, and so were all of my friends and we were fighthing whoever the bad guy was and when he showed up our house filled with water and we had to rescue all the animals we had saved (because they weren't magic like us) by letting them swim out the windows and letting them go, however Koda was there and I was crying that I couldn't leave him all alone and we had to keep him somehow.  Yeah, I don't know.  But the newborn baby, with the teeth, that talked to me, that I had to breastfeed probably takes the cake.

{Yep.  That's about right ...}

Will you breast feed:  I'm going to try my darndest!  I hear it's really hard, but I'm determined NOT to give up!

Words of wisdom:  As I've pretty much lost my mind at this point, I'm not sure I should be giving out and "pearls" of wisdom, see below for an explanation ...

So that's it for the Bumpdates, but there is ONE more story that I forgot to tell you about our vacay the week before last.  Since the Mister was going out of town straight from Michigan we had to take some creative measures in getting everyone to the airport.  Koda had to be dropped off at his Memaw & Pepaw's house, we had to have a car at the airport for the Mister to drive home once he got back from Orlando and my brother and Silly needed a ride as well.  SO, what we came up with, was my driving the Mister's truck to the airport, stopping on the way to pick up my brother and Silly and the Mister dropping Koda off at his parent's house and them taking him to the airport where we'd all meet up.  So the Mister had several instructions for me (as I usually travel with him and don't really pay attention to much of anything) and one of them included the parking part.  We were to park in the South lot, then take the shuttle to the terminal and make sure I got a ticket and remember where I'd left his car.  So, as I'm sitting down in the shuttle, UBER proud of myself for getting my brother and sister-in-law, getting to the airport on time, finding a spot and getting us on the bus, the driver says "Um miss, your car?"  to which I look over at and find that it's lights are on, still running.  Why?  Well because I'd left it on.  With the keys in it.  So the guy hops out, takes out the keys, locks the truck and hands them to me.  And that's when I looked at my brother and Silly and said "I offically have lost my brain to pregnancy."  Therefore, the reason I'm not offering up pearls of wisdom in the "words of wisdom" section of the Bumpdates.

And that's all from me today loverlies!!!  Make it a wonderful Wednesday, we're half way to the weekend!!!

I Think I've Created A Monster ...

A big, white, furry, 80 lb one to be exact.  You see, when the Mister's out of town Koda gets to sleep in bed with me.  He KNOWS that when daddy's home, he sleeps in his own bed.  He won't even attempt trying with those brown puppy dog eyes to coerce us into letting him into bed.  And by us I mean the Mister.  Well yesterday, while I was being an awesome housewife cleaning, I returned to our bedroom to find the following ...

... I think someone's a little spoiled.  Hopefully I'm a little less of a pushover with Caleb.  We'll see how that works out ...

Who Does That?

Me, that's who.  Of what do I speak of?  First of all, HELLO loverlies I hope you all had wonderful WONDERFUL weekends!  I did, 'specially cause this guy finally came home from his 7 DAY business trip to Orlando ...

{No this wasn't recent.  This was before sweet little Caleb made his momma all pudgey.  In a cute sort of way of course!  This was about 3 years ago on our trip to Mexico for my cousin's wedding.}

Which is good, because while he was gone I felt like this ...

{Same trip.  Apparently there was a silly face theme going on on this trip ...}

So I snuggled with this guy all week long and he kept me company ...

{Last Thanksgiving.  With my Koda bear.}

I also had some WONDERFUL surprise visitors but that will be a different post.  We didn't take pictures, however we're going to make up for it.  I'll give you a hint, it's a fellow blogger.  However I know her in real life and read her blog as a result.  We met at good ol' BU.  And I miss her.  Tons.  And her darling (brand new) baby girl.  Okay, that's a lot of hints.  Like I said, more on that tomorrow.

So, back to the "Who Does That?" portion of this post.  SINCE I am preggers and trying to make my hair as completely non-difficult and be as lazy cute as possible, I've been wearing a lot of pigtails.  With hats.  And possibly pushing my hair to it's washing limits.  Don't judge me, it takes a long time to dry and straighten this mess on my head.  Don't worry, I bathe.  I just may skip-a-roo a day (or two) with the hair washing and straightening.  And I can't believe I just admitted that to the blogosphere.  I hope you'll all still be my friend.  But HEY my stylist says it's GOOD for your hair!  I promise I always smell good (unless I've spent the day running through an airport preggers in the summer, in that case no one would smell good ...)  Okay, I'm done defending myself.  So, whilst trying to "touch up" the straightness of the pigtails that I was sporting on Saturday, I went in with the straightener to clamp down one of the piggies ... except I clamped a little too far.  And by little I mean ...

ALL the way in, to my neck.  Whereafter I SHOUTED mumbled a few too many four letter words, but don't worry I said "earmuffs" to Caleb first.  I'm sticking with my idea that he knew what that meant.  The burn quickly stopped hurting so I thought I was fine.  When I initially looked in the mirror it looked like the picture above but less red so I thought I was in the clear.  However when I went out to get my morning bagel and Starbucks the thing felt like someone was putting a cigarette out on my neck.  Non stop.  For about an hour.  And by the time I joined my family for dinner Saturday night it looked like this ...

Like I've been branded.  By Hurley.  You know, the California surfing line?  Needless to say, I officially have the coolest hickey ever.  Too bad the Mister was out of town so I definately didn't have any fun getting it. (TMI?  Sorry mom ...) Thankfully it doesn't hurt, however if you've ever wondered what happens if you try and flat iron your neck, well there you have it.  Wonder no more.  This is as close to a tattoo as I'll ever get folks.  And apparently my tattoo of choice is the Hurley logo?  Funny, I would've thought it'd be a cross or our wedding date.  You know, something more meaningful?  And somewhere besides my neck.  Good thing this one will disappear soon ...

And that's pretty much the extent of my excitement this weekend loves.  Today, the Mister and I had a breakfast, lunch and dinner date to catch up for the week/weekend of dates we missed over the last 7 days.  Besides that and watching the worst movie ever, To Paris With Love (does that or does that not sound like a romantic comedy and NOT a movie about John Travolta and the worst actor ever shooting everything they come in contact with for about an hour and 25 minutes?  I'm just sayin' ...) we had a low key, golf watching, (which equates to me napping and sleeping the best sleep ever, golf is to me what Ambien is to most people) lazy-being kind of Sunday.  Which are the best in my opinion!  I hope your weekends were fantasmic as well and that you refrained from causing yourself any bodily harm as I did!

Traveling Whilst 6 Months Preggers ...

Hello loverlies!  I'm SO very sorry that I missed Thoughtless Thursday yesterday!  I was supposed to meet a friend for breakfast and rolled out of bed about 20 minutes before I was supposed to be there, which pretty much led to my running late with everything else the rest of the day thus causing me NOT to blog!  I do want to say thank you, THANK YOU for all your thoughtful and loving comments regarding my mama's barn and the precious horses that lost their lives on Tuesday.  I do, however, have some comforting news that the fire marshall delivered yesterday.  He said that from the looks of where the fire started that the horses more than likely died of smoke inhalation before they were able to feel any pain, which gives my heart a lot of peace. 

But enough of the heavy, let's move on to more humorous tales (and I'm going to warn you this is going to be long, but if you need a good chuckle today I'd advise reading on ...).  Like that of me traveling.  At 6 months pregnant.  When we miss our connecting flight on the way TO our destination and almost miss it on the way home FROM our vacay.  Let's start with on the way there.  We landed in Minneapolis and when we got to our gate, BEFORE the plane was to take off, we were met with a locked door and no one at the ticket counter.  Apparently they'd given our seats away since we weren't there 20 minutes before to board.  This is when my Mister immediately went into "dad mode" (if he wasn't already, sometimes I'm convinced he's constantly in "dad mode") and told us it was time to BOOK IT to the nearest Delta ticket counter.  As expected, after working his magic, we were on a delayed flight that was supposed to have left earlier however we had 15 minutes to get there in order for them to allow us on the plane ... to get to a gate that was at least a few football fields away.  As soon as we were given this info I am pretty sure my Mister's heels ignited causing him to shoot off like a rocket leaving me to see nothing resembling him besides a cloud of smoke.  Now for those of you that aren't preggers I'm not sure if you know this (because I clearly didn't when I attempted this feat at first) but you can NOT run, in flip flops, when your extent of excercise for the past 6 months has included a pregnancy video which is basically a bunch of chubby (but cute!) ladies doing a few ridiculous kicks and punches and calling it a workout.  Which is fine, I understand that your workouts have to be less intense when you're pregnant, all I'm saying is the maternity videos don't "train" you for a new sport I like to call "airport sprinting".  So after my rocket Mister takes off I start walking like one of those crazy women you see power walking with weights and with sweat bands around her forehead and wrists and looking like she's doing what can only be described as "labor breathing".  All the while carrying my 30 lb carry-on bag (what?  it's completely necessary to have 10 magazines, 2 books, a purse, sunglasses, my iPhone and 42 packs of gum inside one large bag.  a girl has to be prepared!)  Thankfully we get there and they let us on the plane, at which point my Mister turns around and remembers that he has a wife, let alone one that's pregnant, and tells me "Good job momma" to which I reply "{GASP} Th- {GASP} -a- {GASP} -nk- {GASP, GASP, GASP, WHEEZE} -s- {WHEEZE, WHEEZE, WHEEZE}" not to mention he gave me a high five on the plane.  That's my Mister.  He's pretty cute actually, if you ask me.  Needless to say, after this the trip was smooth sailing ...

Until we came back home.  The Mister left from Michigan to go to the the home of my personal "Heaven on Earth" Disney World, for work for a week and my brother, my Silly (sister in law for you new readers) and myself headed back to Dallas.  This is where it REALLY gets "fun" ... the flight from Grand Rapids to Detroit was fine.  In fact it was dandy.  I listened to a little music, read a little and then we were landing.  It was, of course, only a 30 minute flight.  Being that we had such an ... experience, yeah that's what we'll call it ... the last time we tried to catch a connecting flight we were all determined to make DARNED SURE we were at the gate at boarding time.  However our first flight made that a bit difficult as we landed at 6:35pm and our other plane was boarding at 6:40pm.  We were told to tell the guy at the gate when we deplaned that we were catching a connecting flight and to please call the gate that our flight was leaving out of.  We promptly did as we were told, however we got a friendly "I can't, you'll just have to hustle" from the pleasant guy at the gate.  Um.  Hustle?  HUSTLE?  Do I LOOK like I can HUSTLE?!?  But hustle we did and (insert all details of previous airport sprinting experience (minus my little rocket of a Mister) which I'm pretty sure we could all letter in after our extensive practice) got there in plenty of time.  And by plenty of time I mean they weren't even boarding.  So as I'm still gasping and wheezing (because it takes me a good 20 minutes to an hour to cool off and bring my heart rate down these days) we start to board the plane.  We're sitting in the back (which doesn't bother me) and I'm happy to have an isle seat (I HATE climbing over people I don't know to pee) ... until I see my seatmate.  A GIANT  (think Andre) 6' 5" man who's poor legs are crammed into the seat in front of him as well as spilling over into my seat as well as his arms and half his torso.  Great.  I'm already bigger than normal and sure that I'm going to need every inch of comfort in my own seat, let alone SHARE it with this man next to me.  Luckily he was adorably cute about it and said "I'm sorry ma'am, I'm just a tall guy and they don't make these seats big enough for me" which he was right.  It was pretty ridiculous the amount of room his legs and arms had to go.  However, I'm still pregnant.  Still wheezing.  Still exhausted.  Still frustrated.  I start to think "Crappity crap crap this can't get any worse."  Well, never, EVER, think that.  Because the minute you do the toddler in the seat behind you will start to whine.  And by whine, I mean WHINE.  Not cry, not act tired or hungry or scared, just cry to cry.  And surely enough (if you're lucky like me) the cry will turn into a full-on wailing scream that has a flemmy somewhat inhuman tone behind it that makes you, literally, want to pull your ear drums from your head whilst simultaneously punch the back of the seat in front of you repeatedly.  Finally my seatmate next to me says "Oh I can't TAKE no 2 hours of this!" and whips around and says to the father, "Is the baby ILL?" to which the father looks at him with no reply so my seatmate (naturally) says it again.  Louder.  "IS THE BABY ILL?  DO SHE NEED A BOTTLE" (this is verbatum friends, meanwhile I'm giggling so hard I can barely contain myself and am starting to believe this is going to be a funner {I know word police, not a word} flight that I thought!) to which the father responds "She is just crying, there's nothing I can do about it."  Um.  I beg to differ sir.  You can comfort her, give her a toy, a bottle, tell her to SHHHHHUUUUTTTTT IT!  Now don't get me wrong.  I have complete sympathy for a parent that's doing everything they can to comfort a screaming, upset child on a plane, but someone that's doing NOTHING?  No sympathy.  And here's where it gets even better.  This woman about 6 rows up keeps looking back every time the kid cries, so I'm thinking she's as annoyed as the rest of the back of the plane is so I'm shooting her rolling eyes, "get me off this plane" type of looks thinking she's on team "annoying toddler" ... well after about 20 minutes of the sheer torture she walks to the back of the plane, goes to the row behind me and PICKS UP the little girl!  I'd been shooting "I can't stand this kid" looks to the MOTHER OF THE CHILD.  I've never felt so bad in my life.  However I quickly got over it when the kid immediately shut up and didn't cry the rest of the flight.  Um, WHY DIDN'T YOU COME GET HER 20 MINUTES AGO!?!  Needless to say the rest of the flight ended up being delightful, I became friends with my seatmate (Eugene) and learned all about his daughter he was visiting in NY who was studying to become a vet and made it home in one piece (no thanks to the fact that part of the ceiling fell off inside the plane and some of the windows were put on upside down, but let's not get into all that) and that's my story.  I never want to see another Delta airline as long as I live.  Not really, but really ...

Now that I've written my novel for the week, hopefully I haven't bored you all to tears.  I'll end with a few pictures ...

{I got Caleb's baby book, which I LOVE!  Now I have a place to record showers and future info about our little man!}

{This is the shirt I wore to tell our parents we were expecting.  This is the first time I've worn it since.  It looks a LOT different with a baby in that belly!}

{My sweet cousin, Erica, is moving to Wyoming this week with her husband and 2 darling boys to take care of her dad who's sick so I went to tell her goodbye yesterday.  Hopefully they'll be able to come back over Thanksgiving and meet their newest little cousin!  Please excuse the no makeup, it's friggin' H-O-T here so I figure, what's the point?}

And that's about it from me for this week loverlies!!!  I hope y'all have fantastic weekends, I'll "see" y'all Monday!!!