I am so pregnant.
I mean I am REALLY pregnant.
I could write a book on some of the comments I've heard recently regarding just how pregnant I am.
Just this morning, while getting a pedicure, the lady asked me what I was having. After I told her a girl, she responded in her Asian accent with, "A BIG girl!" then her and the guy doing the pedicure next to me starting talking in a language I didn't understand. I'm 100% positive it had something to do with the size of my stomach.
I am getting ZERO sleep at night. Okay, maybe 20-30 minutes here and there. My hands and wrists hurt from the pregnancy carpel tunnel and I'm feeling so much pressure "down there" that it keeps me up at night in pain and I'm surprised every morning that I wake up to find that Gracie hasn't stuck a hand out or something. (Sorry if that was TMI...)
I have like two tops that fit well enough to cover my ever-growing belly. My poor husband. I'm sure the day he said "I do" he had no idea what he would have to put up with from his wife parading around in shirts that allow half her stomach to hang out! It's a good thing he has a great sense of humor! Last night, I sent him a picture text after I got out of the shower (he was in the basement) with the caption "I'm bringing SEXY back!" What was the picture? Well, it wasn't what you are probably picturing (and shame on you!). It was something close to this:
Sexy, uh?
I'm pretty sure all the ice cream I've been eating this pregnancy has contributed to Gracie's larger than life size. My doctor assures me this is not the case. I think she's just being nice.
I have been praying for labor since last Thursday. Now, I don't want Gracie to come at least until Friday. My sister is having her c-section in the morning and my mom is keeping Tatum. I need my mom to keep Tucker when I go into labor. It will probably be my luck that I'll go into labor tonight or tomorrow!
Tucker bit a kid at school today. I know, it's not really related to this post, but I probably won't get a chance to write a post on it. Every day, his teachers have raved about how good he is, how well he listens, and what a great eater he is. Today, I pick him up and before his teacher even has a chance to say anything to me, Tucker says, "No bite! Not nice! [and something about a kid crying]." My stomach sank. Then his teacher proceeded to tell me how he bit a kid in the FACE! I feel awful about it. I talked to the other parent and made Tucker apologize even though his teacher had said he hugged the kid and said "sorry" right after he did it. What do you do in that situation? That's the first real biting incident we've had and I pray it's our last....
Last night I stayed up until midnight cleaning out the refrigerator and freezer. I'll end on that.
4 comments:
I love your belly - you will look back and smile at these pics. So sweet. As for Tucker biting, he's getting closer to the age where he will prob have some experiences like that, esp since he's in a group care setting for the first time. I remember the first time they told me Walker had pushed another kid down and I felt the same way. But you know what? They all do it sometimes. Love you!!!
Sexy!!! Something tells me you are nesting...Can't wait to meet Gracie!
Oh how I love you! You do look sexy! I'm sure Wes can't get enough - not that you'd let him get close! :-) No worries about Tucker bug. All of us go through it. He probably learned a huge lesson. Can't wait to meet ms. gracie. xoxo, Sherri
I think you look great! I was just in a chick fil-a yesterday when I saw a pregnant woman, and thought to myself, I should tell her how cute she looks, because you know she probably doesn't hear that or feel that way! I did not tell her because, well I chickened out. Soo I'm telling you, You look so cute! I got the same snide comments and looks too, because I was rather large, BUT, my baby was big and very healthy and to me that was all that mattered!!
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