We are Registered

This weekend we ventured out to tackle the big adventure that is registering.  I remember when we registered for our wedding that it was a little overwhelming but fun, and this was no different.  I mean, the really big difference (and part that added a little more pressure) is that now you are registering for things for a sweet babe whom you've never met and for whose life you will be responsible the next 18+ years.  Safety, practicality, etc. are all very important this time around.  Dishes, I can handle dishes...but strollers and car seats...entirely new territory for us! 

I had prepared a pretty thorough list in advanced based on suggestions from some of the best mamas I know, so I felt like we at least had a game plan going in. And boy was I glad we did.  Even with all the research and prep we had done, it still got overwhelming staring at 20 different kinds of pacifiers or strollers and wondering which one was going to suit our sweet babe!  But we managed, and I am really excited about the things on our list.  Most of our big stuff is at Babies R Us, and then we also registered at Target.

Next up on the to-do list is to purchase the crib and dresser for the nursery.  It is crazy to think that we are roughly 3 months away from meeting our little babe!  Oh, and our childbirth classes start tomorrow night.  I'll let you know how that goes.  Yipee!

25 Weeks!

Here we are at 25 weeks - and only 15 to go!  That is a bit scary to say aloud, but very exciting.  According to my weekly emails, the babe is now about 13 1/2 inches long and weighs about a pound and a half.  He might already have hair by now, and if we could see it, we could tell it's color and texture.  Pretty amazing.  It's been a good week. I went to the doctor on Monday for a regular appointment.  All was well.  His heartbeat was strong, but he kept wiggling away from the doppler every time she found it so we only got to hear it in short spurts.  Apparently, we already have an active little man on our hands!  I have to go back in two weeks for my glucose screening and my Rh shot (since my blood type is negative).  Also, Matt and I start our childbirth classes next Tuesday.  Yipee!  Except not really.  I know it is necessary and going to be interesting and I do want to take them, but I am a little bit nervous about all that we are going to see/learn about.  Should make for some good stories though, right? 

By far, my favorite part of being pregnant so far is feeling the babe moving around.  I just love feeling him in there.  Some days he moves around a whole lot and other days he is less mobile, but I do feel him every day now and it is great.

(As I am typing this, I am watching my stomach jump around - the little babe is up and at 'em this morning, getting in some good calisthenics.)  :) :) :)

We celebrated my 28th birthday this past weekend at the state fair and with a delicious dinner at PF Changs.  It was such a beautiful day and fun time and the perfect little getaway.  Fisher had a great time hanging out with Colonel and her grandparents and was so exhausted when we got home that she slept in later than she ever has on Sunday morning! 

This goat was cracking us up - he really thought he was king of the mountain!

Every year Matt has to take a picture with Curious George!

Obligatory self-portrait

Matt participated in the turkey shoot (no, you don't actually shoot at turkeys), and missed winning by less than 2mm...seriously. 

Also, this weekend we celebrated the birth of one of Matt's oldest friend's son and an announcement from another set of our good friends that they are expecting a babe in April!  Babies all around.  It is definitely that season of life, and it is fun to be in the middle of it with everyone.  

I know that with the holidays just around the corner, the next 15 weeks are really going to fly.  There is a lot to accomplish between now and then.  I am hoping we can start the registering process this weekend, and I am really itching to make some purchases for the nursery - furniture and bedding and such.  I think it is time to get rolling.  I know all of it will get done and I am not worried, just excited to move forward!

Anyways, here's this week shot of the babe.  Look at him grow!

What NOT to Say to a Pregnant Lady

I've always heard stories about crazy things random people say to you when you're pregnant.  I've also heard several funny stories from friends about strangers offering advice or trying to touch your belly.  Thankfully, I've not had any of the latter types of experiences...yet.  I am sure they are coming.  However, there are two things in particular that I find people really want to ask me/tell me about now that I am pregnant.  And quite honestly, I am not interested in talking about either one.

(Disclaimer: If you are reading this blog, these comments are not directed at you...you are among my closest family and friends and therefore I feel comfortable discussing these things with you and don't mind one single bit if you ask. It is the general acquaintances and co-workers who ask me/tell me about this constantly that really annoy me.) 

First, everyone wants to ask me about how much weight I'm gaining (again, let me reiterate - not directed to anyone reading this blog - you may ask me all you want and I will happily share).  You would never ask a non-pregnant lady how much weight she had gained, would you?!  So why is it suddenly ok to ask me now that I am pregnant?  I mean people who don't even know what month my birthday is are now interested in how much weight I've gained.  I know it is partly because I am a relatively small girl to begin with and I think they are interested to see how this is all going to go...and that is fine.  I am interested in that too...but we can talk about that without having to go into the specifics, can't we?   I am fairly confident and try very hard not to worry too much over things like my weight.  It is weird now that I am pregnant, to see my body changing before my eyes, mostly out of my control, but it is also totally natural and pretty amazing that it can do all this and grow a human being!  So yes, I am gaining weight...if I weren't I would be worried because that would mean that the babe is not growing...but, dear general acquaintance to whom I usually only talk about the weather and college sports, please stop asking me for the specific number of pounds, and then making a wide-eyed face when I tell you the number!  Even the most confident girls in the world do not appreciate that.

Second, for whatever reason, people now feel the need to share with me their friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend's birth/miscarriage horror stories.  I feel deeply for these people who have had these tragedies in their lives, but I do not know them (and often times, the storyteller doesn't seem to know them directly either), and quite honestly, now is not the time that I want to hear about the terrible misfortunes that have befallen them.  I am a great worrier all on my own and do not need any fuel for my imagination.  Each day, I have to remind myself that this is all out of my hands and that God is in control and forming and developing our sweet babe in His own image.  Bring on the happy stories, but please leave the scary ones out for now.  After our healthy, beautiful babe is born, perhaps we can chat about it.  But why do I need to hear your worst-case-scenario story while I am in the midst of all of this?  Plus, my hormones are all-kinds of crazy these days, so even a story that wouldn't affect me before can really throw me for a loop some days.  Ask my dear husband...he's seen the fruits of this phenomenon. 

So onward we go in this journey.  I am sure that I will have more stories to share with you by the time this is all over.  And really, I am grateful that strangers have yet to chime in with their stories and advice.  That would be way more awkward that any of this. But please, next time you're hanging out with a pregnant lady, try to avoid these topics.  There are so many fun conversations to be had right now, surely you can find something else to chat about!

It's Weird

So I'm not going to lie, it is weird for me to see pictures of myself pregnant.  I don't mean the weekly picture I post here, I mean just regular pictures, like the ones we took this weekend at the football game in Chapel Hill.  Clearly, I can see that the babe is growing and therefore I am expanding and my body is changing each week, but it is still weird to see "normal" pictures and realize that that is me!  Point in case:

In front of the Old Well with Dad and Sissy!
I love this picture from Saturday with my dad and sister.  It is just funny to look at it and realize that I have this bump!  I feel relatively normal right now, but then I look down and see this growing bump, and sometimes it catches me off guard.  I can't explain it.  It's just...weird.  But I don't mind one bit. I am glad that the babe is growing and gaining weight.  That is the goal of all of this!

23 Weeks!

It is hard to believe we are at 23 weeks!  According to my weekly email, the babe is about 11 inches long now (!) and weighs just over a pound.  That is crazy!  It also said that he can feel me dancing and moving around now.  That is too funny to think about.  I hope he's not knocking around in there too much:)  I can still feel him kicking and moving about, but I wouldn't describe him as overly active.  And the kicks are still relatively light.  You can see my stomach move from the outside now when he really gets going, which is bizarre, but I love every kick I can feel.  Here's this week's picture(s).  They say that by the end of this month, he'll double in weight.  That is some serious growth!


Also, please note the new outfit.  I had to do a little shopping last night.  I couldn't stand it any longer. 
The picture doesn't do it justice, but it's the cutest "maternity" outfit to date, no doubt. 
 (Except it actually isn't a maternity dress at all.)
I am still feeling really good these days.  I do get tired earlier, and I just started noticing that I get winded a little easier, but for the most part, no real discomforts.  The babe has been making me extra-thirsty lately, but I'm trying to drink lots of water and stay well-hydrated.  Sometimes I forget to drink anything all day while I am at work.  No worries, though, I am making a conscious effort to fix this.  I just have to think about it more.  

We're headed to Chapel Hill this weekend for the game.  It should be a perfect weekend for football, and we're meeting my Sis, Andrew and Dad there, so I am really excited.  Good times all around.  There's a lot to look forward to over the next few weekends.  I think time might really start to fly and get away from us if we're not careful!

Let's Chat

Let's have a little chat about maternity clothes/maternity fashion, shall we?  This is something that I have been mulling over about the last month or so.  And I know it's really just beginning for me.  Even though we're over halfway there at 22 weeks (!), I know my biggest days are yet to come.  I am still able to wear my normal pants with the belly band when I want to.  Not every pair...and it isn't always the most comfortable...but I can do it.  And thus, I still have more than 3 options for pants at this point. 

But maternity clothes are such a tricky thing.  You don't want to go out and buy an entire wardrobe for 4-5 months of wear, however, you have to have clothes to wear for those 4-5 months, and there is going to come a point when very few of your "normal" clothes fit.  So what do you do? 

I was lucky enough to inherit a nice bin of maternity clothes from my sister.  However, even though we are basically the same size, she carried twins for 36 weeks, so it's going to take a bit longer for those clothes to really fit me.  In the meantime, I have purchased a pair of black pants, a pair of identical grey pants, and a pair of jeans in maternity-wear.  I joked with my coworkers that they need to get used to seeing those black and grey pants because I'd be wearing them for the next 5 months - except I wasn't really joking.  The same goes for the pair of jeans.  I do have some dresses that fit, but we're at that weird in-between weather where it's a bit too chilly to wear a dress without tights/leggings/hose, but not quite cold enough for tights/leggings/hose.  So I'm sticking to pants.  Anyways, here's hoping I can find lots of cute tops to dress up those three pairs of pants and make them exciting between now and February. 

And then there's the question of what sorts of things do you wear?  I am not (at this point anyways, but I know I might change my mind) a bit fan of the blousy maternity tops that have a tie/drawstring at the top of your bump so that you look like a character off of the Partridge family with your flowing shirt - only you also have a big belly...and that's just not that cute.  It is true that lots of stores, like Ann Taylor Loft, now have maternity sections, and their clothes are great.  However, I don't shop at those stores on a regular basis for my normal clothes (unless you count the outlet stores), so it is really hard to bring myself to spend that type of money on clothes that I will only be wearing for a few months!  Basically, I think my dilemma is that I have gotten pretty good at finding cute clothes for decent prices in my style - but maternity clothes like that don't exist. 

As for my "bump," call me a broken record, but I still feel like I've felt the past few weeks...it is definitely there, but depending on what I wear, it is sometimes more noticeable than not.  Some outfits just make me look thick.  I am not a fan of that, and definitely find myself sticking with the outfits that accentuate the bump and clearly make me look pregnant.  Pregnant is better than thick by a long shot.  I know that in a few weeks (months?), I will probably be doing all I can to minimize the size, but for now, I say, "show yourself, sweet babe!"

Anyways, the maternity clothes saga will continue.  It is just such a strange time because your body is changing so much and is essentially turning into a foreign shape - but you want to still look cute and adapt, and do so reasonably without breaking the bank (or I do, at least)...so what to do?  Just tell me I look cute when you see me, no matter what I'm wearing, ok?  :)  (I kid, I kid...)

In more fun news, sweet Henry is now about 11 inches long and weighs almost 1 pound!  I can feel him kicking around in there a lot, and I love it.  It is just so comforting to feel him and know that he is alright.  For so much of the beginning of this, it was nerve wracking because you know all of these things are going on inside of you, but you can't really feel any of it.  I love each little kick and punch because it lets me know that he's growing and doing what he's supposed to be doing.  Matt's gotten to feel him several times now too.  It is the weirdest and coolest thing.  He's still not causing me any discomfort or pains with his kicks and movements - they still just feel like fun little "knocks."  I'll take it.  One thing that did freak me out a little bit today - my weekly development email said "Congratulations!  You're 22 weeks along with only 18 to go!"  The whole "only 18 to go" part is a little crazy.  It doesn't sound like much time when you put it that way.  I need to get cracking!  I've got lots of things to accomplish between now and February 7!

This is what happens...

...when you leave your wife at home alone for the evening...



Just some fun nursery planning :)  Matt is at the Carolina/ECU game in Greenville with Zack tonight.  Think he's going to think I'm nuts when he gets home? 

The paint colors don't really read that true in the picture - it is a combination of bad lighting and lack of photography skills - but I am leaning toward the one on the far right (same order of colors on both walls).  It is sort of an aqua blue.  I'm about 90% sure I'm going with the bedding I posted earlier, but who knows which we'll end up with when it's all said and done.  I definitely want to see the paint colors in different light throughout the day.  Oh, and I suppose Matt gets a vote too :)