All Rowelled Up

I'm Sexy And I Know It??

It's time to admit something. It's time to whine.  It's time to complain.

It used to always bug me when I would hear and read about pregnant women complaining about how large they looked or how whale like they were becoming.  My first thought - YOU.ARE.PREGNANT!  You are not large, you are an adorable life toting lady.

Well guess what?  I've joined the bigger than a whale club.  I swear it happened over night.

I'm gaining weight and I know that is good and I don't mind the scale going up one bit.  When we went in for our last check up I was up 14 pounds and my doctor said it was a little on the high side but it was okay because my weight before had been down so I was good.  

As long as Evelyn is heathy that is all I care about it.

However, I can see the change in my body.  If there was any tone on my body at all before this pregnancy I can tell you now that it no longer exists.  Everything to me just looks bloated and swollen.  My ankles are ballooning up every day it seems.  I have started walking Phoebe and doing some extra laps around the neighborhood without her since its been nice and I need to get some physical activity in but by the time I get back to the house I have no ankles and my feet are throbbing.  And I have a few more months to go!

It doesn't help that when I see people at work they tell me how huge I'm getting.  I know they are talking about the baby bump because I feel like there has been a growth spurt over the weekend.  She's a growing girl and I like it! But it's still never a good feeling to hear "you're huge!"

Evelyn's room is completely finished except for the walls.  Still looking for ideas.  I did buy a canvas and a big E so I'm going to see what I can come up with.  

Evy's closet is another story.....I am quickly running out of room in the rest of the house to stash things.  Her closet was my secret hiding spot for all my junk.  Now it all has to move out.  And I've done such a good job getting rid of stuff and throwing stuff away.  You'd be proud of me!

My mother-in-law really put it into perspective the other day when she emailed to tell me Happy 25 Weeks and followed that up with "only 15 weeks to go!"  Holy Cow!!! I hadn't thought of it that way.  Totally got me stoked for the arrival of this precious baby girl that has Moves Like Jagger in my stomach :)

Speaking of 25 weeks.....let's see what it looks like.....

Last week we celebrated my cousin Kaycee's birthday so here are some shots from that fun Dave and Buster's night.

Donnie and Amber

Don't worry, the mustache is gone now.

It was not a welcome addition to our family.

I fear it may come back.

Sister, neice and nephew

Birthday Girl!

Trying to answer trivia.

I lost.

Still being serious.

Our ticket sash.

Like I said.....the mustache is gone.

Big ticket night! Zach hit the 1000 ticket light.

The kids were freaking!

Now if he could only do that at the casino.

Enjoy your weekend!

April