Wednesday, June 5, 2013

break on through to the other side!

Week 29, one week closer to that magical 30 week mark! (which doesn't really mean much, but for some reason I am absolutely stoked to hit week 30)

Vanson is busy growing like crazy. It's funny, when people ask me how he's doing I find myself already saying he's "growing like a weed"... Pretty sure I'm not supposed to say that until they're able to stand upright... right? So, I'm wondering what I say to emphasize him growing sideways, or long-ways. Hmmmm... what grows sideways... long-ways... "He's growing like a big 'ol wiener!"


When I typed those last words I read them in Cousin Eddie's voice...

I got curious about what actually grows sideways and you know what I got? Pages and pages of grass, marijuana, and "queer" children.... Pretty sure that last one is not very politically correct.... Maybe I should just tell people he's running out of room in there. I feel like he is; he's been waking me up around 5 am just kickin' it (literally).  I feel him "rolling" around a little less, perhaps because my mucous-filled, gelatinous, amniotic sac is getting smaller and smaller around him.

I don't mean to complain about him getting bigger. It has it's perks...


Especially when its raining outside

So I was going through a bunch of clothes gifted to me from others (thank you to those of you who have been SO generous!) and not only did Isis try to roll in Vanson's clothes -I'll get back to this in a sec!, but I found this book: 


Awesome

I didn't expect much from this, I mean, it's written by Jenny McCarthy? Gimme a break. But I flipped through it and liked it immediately. I suggest pregnant ladies read it. It's comforting to know someone else feels the same way you do, has the same thoughts as their bodies transform into someone they don't recognize anymore, feels their thighs chafe, laughs at themselves and how ridiculous they are trying to be sexy... Thumbs up I say. 

Back to Isis... What the hell was she doing? Usually she rolls in stinky stuff like dead birds on the beach, larger animal poop while we're camping... you get the idea. So then there's a big fluffy basket full of just-washed baby clothes and she's trying to roll in it. Trying to put the scent on her face. Have any of you watched your dog behave this way? What does it all mean? Will she be his protector? I sure hope so. I've never seen her behave that way before... 


That baby is mine.

Welp, until next time... we may be discussing the awkward thing that has become "sex" and perhaps a new house! That's right, we looked at one today, and well, it was hot outside and I wasn't feeling well... so I used the master bathroom... ok. I tore that bathroom up. I sort of feel like we have to buy it now... 


I'm sure the odor lingered long after I'd gone... 








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