Mr & Mrs Smith

Yesterday and today we know we felt our little girl. I know it will get old eventually, so I'll enjoy telling Mr Smith every time I feel her for now. He wants to touch you too baby girl.  And he wants all your toys to be soccer balls. Good night little one.  May I finally have one day where I gain control of my bladder, button up my pants, and sleep on my stomach and back again. But these things are nothing compared to growing a baby that I'll have forever .

It's basically week 19. But I hate odd numbers. This is basically my life now. It's hard to walk past the room and not look at the little things we've gotten so far, to touch them and imagine her in them. You are not forgotten my baby dear.  PS - Google apparently puts all these pictures I upload to the blog in Picasa and now it's saying I've run out of space! I removed pictures I never posted, but I'm afraid I'm going to be deleting ones that are posted unless I can figure out a plan B. (and that doesn't involve paying for more space) I really just need not be lazy and lower the resolution when I upload photos. But I guess it's a little too late for this blog! But darn it if I must say, going back over previous pictures... I love them all. I'll just start duplicating pictures you've forgotten about. And maybe start a new blog called  "Mr Smith with children".  Someone told me there is an online pro...

You can't forget about Looper Rd. It was that important to kill the squirrels out of the pecan tree. per Nana's request Mr Smith even climbed it to search for them     And guess who came to visit!! I'm not allowed to have my picture taken ever again. and of course the family portraits. Well, whoever happens to be there any way. I still can't believe I forgot to take a picture of the food.  It's something I crave all year.

This Thanksgiving, I'm grateful for . . . a healthy baby girl .  Okay Okay, most of you seemed to have guessed correctly. I must admit I really thought an older brother would be better for his younger sisters and for my sanity, but I am thrilled to have a little girl rolling around in there.  She'll be beautiful, but hopefully a tomboy at heart. And a daddy's little girl .

Just in case anyone is wondering if I'm getting fat...  It's actually difficult to keep up with growing belly photos. I never really want to take photos of myself, let alone my stomach. I've never cared too much for the photos. It's hard to catch me still modestly dressed when I'm home and if that, cuteness probably has no part of it.  I forget to take it when I'm cute. I feel like you can be creative with this stuff and the fact that I know I won't take the creativity on head strong, makes me not want to do it at all.  Plus, I haven't really seen a big change in my belly. Sure when I'm sitting just right, needing to pee or just finished a big meal, I can pull off the beer gut, but if I stand up straight, it's still pretty difficult to see anything noticeable even at 18 weeks. I guess that's a good thing. But this awkward phase of I might be gaining a little weight, but don't look pregnant is kind of annoying. Go big or go home I ...

It's 8:24 and I'm in a robe and slippers with socks Mr Smith gave me. Country music is playing on the TV and I folded the laundry, spent 10 minutes on the bike, and did all the dishes but those that have old refrigerator food in them (I'm so nice and left those for Mr Smith). I had leftover sweet potatoes, orange powerade and a bowl of cereal for dinner. I'm waiting for Mr Smith to come home. But he'll turn off the cheesy country music. I'll try to dance with him and it will last one second. His ears will be cold and he'll hide them in my neck and all over my face. I'll kiss his cold lips and warm him up close to me. He probably hasn't had anything to eat and will make nachos. He'll ask me if I've taken my pill and I'll tell him no so he'll go grab it and my water for me. We'll probably turn through the 5 news channels we have and then turn it off. He'll straighten out the bed quilt and sheets and make sure I have my water an...

I'm probably the worst pregnant mother because I took a z-pack antibiotic to get me through this funk and haven't even really thought about "unsafe" food that may or may not be contaminated. Free food - since when do we question!? Excuse #1: After a horrible work week last week and a bad weekend, I didn't want to risk missing any work or contaminating my whole department this week.  Okay okay, I was also so fed up with the coughing fits, the on and off sleep, the sinus pressure & headaches, and my tired body  I hate not knowing what's going on in my body. It's all a guess, because do we know what's normal anymore? No, not really. Do I have allergies? Do I have sinus issues? Is it winter and colds are an epidemic? I'm getting my flu shot on Monday. Baby, I just hope you're a fighter. I'm sorry if I'm already making your life difficult. I'm not used to being so unselfish. it's cute and yummy I didn't...

Picture Mr Smith putting together the pack-n-play. He was so cute. Mostly when he had to read the directions. Do we have a child? Don't ask such silly questions. Hopefully it won't collect too much dust in 5.5 months. We're ready now . . . (but not really) It has a changing thing and a removable bassinet that vibrates.  I'm okay with not needing a changing table.  It will probably mean we won't get a crib for awhile too.  Next we need to hear from our baby/exercise friends a good car seat & jogging stroller (maybe ones that work together)... Any favorites? Then a blanket . . . Then a breast pump . . . Then a diaper bag. . .  Then lots of diapers, toys & cute clothes.  And even a mobile.  Then they get older and there's even more things. Mr Smith is just so thrilled. I'd love to hear about any products that you recommend/absolutely love having. Here is one thing you can do to annoy Mr Smith: go ...

I know there are worse things going on, but this sinus infection needs to go away and where the crap is April already? I want a baby.  And by worse things, we knew the times ahead were not going to be pretty. I'm too realistic not to know that emergency preparation and family attention is much needed. It all starts in the home people, get your home ready and do what you can to be righteous and it will all work out. I swear it's the media that tries to tell us what to think, by telling us what we think. I do wish America would actually think about what they're electing, but eh it's here nor there at this point. Enough finger pointing and get to work! Either way, it was going to be a tough job. I just really hope our founding father principles are remembered and not thrown out the window. I am grateful Mr Smith and I both have good jobs and are relatively healthy. I don't have to worry about a high risk pregnancy. I have a good place to live. I have the best ...

Tell me why I'm in my second trimester and still dry heaving and taking over three hour Sunday naps? Any way, I think because I had a mild first trimester (I kept down my food), my pregnancy is just going to keep going at this not bad but not great pace. I didn't want glowing skin any way.   On another note, I'm not super excited for a new work week to begin, but I am excited to keep moving along the pregnancy weeks (16!!) and enjoy the fact that I've been married to the best stud on the planet, Mr Smith for an entire year! Well, starting tomorrow . He is the love of my life. I'm so grateful for all the things we have in common and don't have in common. He is just such a good husband and always concerned with my needs and wants. Well, not always my wants about himself , like my desire for him to eat a balanced diet, but we can only ask so much . . . especially when I stopped real ly cooking.  It's amazing to have that person you can tel...