32 Weeks and downhill from here

I am officially 32 weeks tomorrow. I had my ultrasound this morning and the doctor said that everything looks great. He is head down already and is measuring around 4lbs 10oz. The doctor said that is a little bigger than the weeks I am, but still within the normal range. If he comes around the due date then Mr. Gavin should be around 7.5 to 8 pounds. Of course this isn't always accurate as I have heard from plenty of people.

I am feeling good for the most part besides sleeping in the recliner to keep the heartburn at bay as much as I can. I have a little back pain but other than that I am doing great. I am still working everyday and as a long as things keep rolling along, I will work until Gavin is ready to be here!

It is crazy to know that come New Years Day I will be 36 weeks and Gavin can come at any time! Any bets as to the day he comes???

The guest room has now transformed into a nursery a little more everyday. The crib is up and ready for some bedding, all of his clothes are washed and dried and awaiting to be put away. And pretty soon I guess I better I start thinking about packing my hospital bag.

I keep teasing Aaron that I am worried about him getting me to the hospital (we only live a mile away). But I have this mental picture of him pulling up to the hospital in a panic and look over and realize it is our dog Bella sitting in the front seat instead of me ;)

FINGERS IN HIS MOUTH

FACE SHOT

HIS FEET

29 weeks and counting!

I cannot believe that I am in my third trimester!!!

Sorry that I have not posted in awhile!

I am at the stage where I feel great, love being pregnant and chuckle at the stares I get from people at my protruding belly. I cannot wait to be a mother to Mr. Gavin... I am so in love with him already and I haven't even laid eyes on his handsome little face.

I had to laugh the other day when I was out with my nieces and my oldest one commented that she wanted kids someday but she didn't want everyone staring at her! Ha Ha, I told her that no matter what people are going to stare and make comments... that is just how it works!

I don't have anything too comical to write today as this pregnancy has sucked the working brain cells dry. But I will post some recent pictures so that you can see how things are progressing!

24 Weeks

26 Weeks

27 Weeks

28 Weeks

22 Weeks and Growing ;)

Yep 22 weeks a little over half way until baby McRae makes his debut. I am so excited and nervous at the same time!

I am going through these moods... not so much cravings... but one week I want spicy food and the next week I want fruit. Nothing crazy like pickles over ice cream and all that stuff.

It is pretty obvious that I am pregnant now... although someone did ask a friend over the weekend if I was gaining weight. She politely told them that I was stung by a very large bee! Ha Ha... I mean really? The only place that I have gained is in my belly... see for yourself! Oh and the other picture is of his foot!!!

... and it is a .......

So last Thursday was the day I had been looking forward to for months... pink or blue???

Aaron was scared as we drove to the doctors office and waited for my name to be called. Today was the day... was I having a girl or a boy... Aaron had been praying daily that it was a little boy. No take that back, he KNEW that it was a little boy. He swore everyday that he just knew that it was a boy... it couldn't be a girl.

For me, I would be happy with either...although I secretly wanted a little girl so Aaron would be wrong. I knew that if it was a boy that I would never hear the end of it. "I was right, I told you so, I am always right... blah, blah, blah"

They called us back and started the ultrasound... I could see Aaron out of the corner of my eye squinting, trying to make out what was on the screen. She was pointing out all the different anatomy except what we really wanted to know NOW! You could tell that Aaron was anxious and I was tired of her pushing on my belly because I thought for sure I would pee my pants. They had me drink 4 glasses of water before I came in because the baby had been so active on all of the other ultrasounds. The more water in my bladder the less room for the baby to move. But also the more likely that my bladder was going to release prematurely.

Must have had too much water because baby McRae was sleeping on it's belly with it's legs crossed... wasn't going to show what we wanted to. So she kept pushing and shaking my belly... I feel trouble coming... then I had to turn my head and cough to get the baby to move. Ta Da... roll over... and we have a boy... I could tell before she even said anything. The tears rolled down my face... I was so excited to finally know...at the same time I am telling Aaron to sit down since he is standing up cheering at this point...

A Little MR.... I am so excited... boys love their mommies! As we walk out of the doctors office.... I hear the beginning of "I told you so...." Which I calmly replied... if you don't want to explain to all your clients why you have a black eye I suggest you hush... I love pregnancy hormones!

almost half way there....

Whew... has time flown by... I am almost half way through my pregnancy and feeling great.

This has been such an amazing experience thus far, although at times an emotional roller-coaster, but worth every minute. We find out in two days whether we have a lil' boy or a lil' girl...

Aaron swears that it is a little boy... I will take either as long as they are healthy! Thought I am secretly wishing for a little girl just so Aaron isn't right... because I will never hear the end of it!

I am finally feeling better because I am not at that awkward stage... I finally look pregnant!

.... and patience is now at 33.33%

Here are some of the things that people have been saying when they see that you are pregnant... maybe they shouldn't say them! I mean don't they know that pregnant women are hormonal, emotional messes?

~Are you going to eat all of that? (careful you keep on I might eat your arm too!)
~Are you supposed to be that big already? (do you want to walk around with two black eyes?)
~Rub belly without asking (um... let me grant you three wishes)
~Are you pregnant? (no I am hiding a freakin' watermelon under my shirt)
~Get all the sleep you can now (translation: you are NEVER going to sleep again)
~Wow, your pregnant? Hmm... (translation: you are totally screwed... um duh... that's how I got in here in the first place ;)
~Your getting fatter (gee thanks and you are getting uglier)
~You look tired (well I know weigh 9 pounds more and it is hard carrying a baby)

16 weeks.... huffin' and puffin'

So here I am 16 weeks and 2 days... wow time has flown by!

The nausea has finally gone away but the tiredness has crept in! I feel like I could sleep forever. We have just got back from our babymoon to San Francisco and Napa & Sonoma Valleys.

Wine Country you say? While pregnant? Believe it or not there were a lot more pregnant women out there than I expected. I got a lot of mixed emotions when I politely passed on the wine they were pouring. Some people gave me weird looks until I explained to them I was expecting. Even the expecting comment got some weird looks... oh well... My doctor told me I could partake in a glass of wine or two while I was out there, but I can't get past the smell. But all the wineries has some non-alcoholic soda made from the same grapes as their wines, so most of them made sure that I had something in my glass.

We took a mile hike through Muir Woods which is full of the giant famous redwood trees and I felt the best I ever had since my pregnancy began. The air was so fresh and so full of oxygen that the mile hike didn't even affect me one bit.

Now fast forward to this morning and my walk up the two stairs to my office, huffing and puffing as I sit down at my desk.... now I just feel fat.

They say that pregnant women find some type of aversion to foods or smells during their pregnancy... mine... drumroll... freakin' toothpaste.... yes toothpaste. Everytime I brush my teeth I am on the verge of throwing up. It is ridiculous!

Dropping the "P" word...

So I knew something was just not quite right... all the tell tale signs of being pregnant... but the biggest one of all... my monthly friend failed to make an appearance. UH OH! Can this really be happening?? We were going to wait another year but we are married, that is what come next right? Love, then marriage and then the baby carriage. CRAP! As I make a run to the drugstore my head is spinning... it could just be the stress, it could be my new workout routine, I am going to laugh at this later, right?

Fast forward to the next morning.... a + sign really it has got to be wrong, 3 + signs later I realize... how in the hell am I going to tell Aaron? Here comes the hardest part.....

Aaron is shaving in the bathroom and I am sitting on the bed crying... finally during mid shave Aaron asks, "What is wrong with you?" I sputter out, "I am pregnant" Followed by no reaction from Aaron but to step back into the bathroom and continue shaving while I sit there in total shock. He didn't speak for about 20 minutes and when he finally does, "He says what the hell are you crying about it for?"

Well.... "We were going to get another dog, and a bigger house and a trip to Italy next summer. It wasn't how we had planned."

I don't think Aaron talked to me until the following day.

Which now brings me to current day: 13 weeks pregnant and excited... and yes Aaron is getting excited too ;)