Only Nine More Weeks!

So I had a little "incident" this week, if that's what you want to call it. I was standing in line at Einstein Brothers Bagels trying to get a sandwich for lunch, and there were two little boys and their mom in lie in front of me. They couldn't have been more than three years old. They kept turning around and looking at me with this very curious look on their face and then they would turn back around and turn their attention on the chocolate milk that they were getting. (It looked so good that I got some too...) I could tell that they couldn't really figure out what was going on in my belly. It was kind of humorous and I was getting a pretty good kick out of it actually.

Then all of a sudden one of the boys turned around and gave me a good slap on my belly and then turned right back around! I couldn't help but let out a little laugh because I could just see his mind working all of this out! His mom was absolutely mortified and kept promising me that he had never hit anyone before. (I actually felt quite bad for her because I'm sure I will be experiencing the same kind of thing some day.) She asked me if I knew what I was having, after explaining to the boys about the baby "living" inside my tummy, and I told her we were having a boy. She gave me a big smile and then nonchalantly said, "Have fun!" I got in my car and started laughing outloud because I found the incident quite humourous.

Luckily Baby Brady and I are recovering quite nicely from the little hit that we took.

Our Very First Nursery Project- LETTERS!!

So, I originally had this grand idea to find all different kinds of wrought iron letters to spell out Brady's name for his room. I sent several people searching and there had been no luck. So one night this week, Jeff and I ventured to Hobby Lobby to see what we came up with. We ended up having a great NEW idea to upholster the letters of his name ourselves to match all of the fabrics in his room!!
So, the project has begun. This picture is of us putting the batting (or "Bunting", which is what Jeff calls it) on the letters. Jeff glued two letters together to get them to be a little thicker first. He's so very handy with all of these things! Jeff was having a little fun with the letters, trying to figure out what other fun words we could spell with his name.... I hope none of Brady's classmates in Elementary school catch on to this one!

10 Weeks and Counting!!!

Today we went and had what is believed to be our very LAST sonogram. It was so exciting to see how much our little Brady has grown! They say that he's approximately 3 pounds and 4 ounces and he's measure right on schedule and more importantly, right on average for his "age". Jeff was a massive ten pound baby when he arrived on this earth and we're hoping that Brady is just a tad smaller than he was, or there might be a few complications and changes in our "plan". In this picture here, you can see his whole face, his chubby cheeks and a little bit of his left shoulder. (It's like he's looking at you.) He's definitely an active little thing and likes to wiggle around all night long, which I find quite funny. We're are so excited for the weeks to come!

Sports Heals All Sports Wounds

So it came time for the Sunday Night Football Game last night and where were my Cowboys? Oh, they were probably at home like I was, warm and toasty, watching the game that they SHOULD have been playing in. (Okay, maybe one or two of them were in Mexico... but that's beside the point.) Oh, but I'm not bitter... anymore at least.
So, even though I was completely broken hearted and down when the game started, I started rooting for the Giants and Eli. (He's in my top Five Quarterback List, even though no one else seems to agree with me.) So, here I go, the only one I know of that is going for the Giants and I find myself starting to really get into the game. Of course I fell asleep by the end (I've been battling a cold and had taken two Benedryl) but Jeff woke me up and told me that Eli did it! He won in Overtime!! And suddenly, I feel a little better about the the fact that "My Team" isn't in the Superbowl! Why, you may ask? Someone said it best yesterday on the Radio... "SPORTS HEALS ALL SPORTS WOUNDS..." and that's totally what happened! Not that I'm not still disappointed about the Cowboys and I'm still a broken hearted fan, but in some ways I feel like now I have someone else to root for in the mean time! Go Giants!!

And the Nursery Fun Begins!

So the Nursery has begun to take shape. We have picked out the bedding, painted the room and put the furniture together. Jeff was very meticulous about painting the room, and as you can see from the pictures he did a wonderful job! We got the furniture from Lone Star Baby in Dallas and Jeff worked so hard to put that together the day we got it. He's already such a proud Daddy. When I got home from work on Thursday, the room was all set up as much as it could be. (See the picture of the dresser). Jeff had put out some of his clothes, his stuffed animals, books and the piggy bank that my sister made Brady for Christmas. (Notice what it resembles?) :) There is still a lot to be done, but it's an exciting and fun task at hand!

The Home Stretch

So I got an email the other day saying that I'm now officially in my Third Trimester!! Yay! I've made it. Sometimes it seems so very long and sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday that the little stick suddenly showed up with two lines instead of one. As long as I've been pregnant, the goal has seemed to be to get to the Third Trimester. Supposedly that's the best, but for all of you who would like to know the TRUTH... here's what the Third Trimester means to me so far....

1. No sleep. I've not been able to sleep well (with the exception of a few days here in there) for the last three or four weeks. Either my back hurts or my neck hurts or my legs cramp or my arms fall asleep. No lie.
2. Pimples. I never broke out, even when I was a teenager and in college. Just the occasional pimple here and there around my period. That's it. Now, I have woken up on two occasions with 10 or more pimples that have suddenly appeared on my face. It looks like a miniature paint ball gun had a field day with me.
3. Cankles. Jeff didn't understand this term until last Saturday. I was on my feet all day, (it was one of my more "motivated" days) and by the end of the day my feet started tingling. So I sat down and took my shoes off and there they were. Cankles. That's when you can't tell where your calf ends and your ankle begins. Luckily, the next morning they were back to normal and there have only been minor incidents since then.
4. Gas. This one may be a little TMI for some of you, but I promised the bitter truth from the beginning... and it simply cannot be controlled. A few weeks ago I was sitting on a wooden bar stool (yes, it was wooden- no upholstery in site) at a friends house and it just slipped out and there was absolutely no hiding what happened. Of course it also happened to be at a silent moment when the guys were taking a break from the Wii. So just be warned... that it happens, and it's okay. Deal with it. Move on. Enough said.
5. Helplessness. I can't tie my shoes or take my boots off. I can't pick things up when I drop them. I have a hard time shaving my legs and I definitely can't paint my toenails. On Friday I dropped some floor samples at my office and I can't bend over and pick them up, but I can actually get down on all fours to pick them up. My friend looked over and thought I had fallen down. Just learn to ask for help... which is not an art that I've mastered yet!!

So with all of that said, there are also some wonderful things about reaching the Golden Third Trimester. I feel little Brady move all of the time. He even can tickle me now if he rolls over in just the right spot. I also can feel that he's growing to be a strong little boy inside of me. I can see the end in site and everything seems to be coming together. You start showing more in the Third Trimester so now everyone actually knows that you're pregnant instead of just having a lot of treats over the Holidays. The best thing about the Third Trimester is being able to start your official countdown and knowing that I'm finally going to come face to face with our beautiful baby boy. I know that sound sappy, but it's true. When I think about that moment, I must say all of the "bad" things seem meaningless in comparison. I would gladly go through all of that (and I've had it easy compared to a lot of women) just to meet our sweet Brady face to face.... I hope that wasn't too mushy of a note to end on!!

Go Cowboys.

Very Merry Christmas!

So... this was our last Christmas child-less!! It was really busy, as Jeff didn't get done with his exams until 4 days before Christmas, but we still managed to have a wonderful time!

I guess you could say I had my first "meltdown" in public over the month of December! I decided it would be a wonderful idea to get my Christmas shopping done early, so the first Saturday in December I decided to make the trek to Northpark all by myself. Jeff begged me to wait until he could go with me, but I insisted that it would be fine. So here's how the morning went...

tried to get to the mall at 10:00, right when it opened (or so I thought-little did I know that it opened at 9 during December). The parking lots (yes-I went to almost all of them) were already 90 percent full. So I thought I would be smart and park where there was less "traffic" even though it was further away. Well, that was a mistake. By the time I walked the 2 miles to get into the mall, in my coat and scarf, I was sweating. I guess I didn't realize how tense I was from the parking lot nightmare!


Needless to say, it was an unsuccessful trip. The total of my purchases for the day included all of a t-shirt for myself and a sonic drink. (Of course, I was entirely parched and then I waited in the line at Sonic for 30 minutes just for a cranberry limeade... that's when I ended up in tears.. in the mall... by myself.). I hate to say it, but my sweet husband was right.

With all of the hustle and bustle of the December month, Jeff and I managed to get all of our holiday shopping done, another doctor's appointment over with and all of our exams are taken. We attended the HKS Christmas Blow Out and the next day got up early and toured Texas Stadium (A.K.A. The Center of All Things Wonderful). We even managed to pick out our bedding! (More to come on the nursery...) We spent time with friends and family and even managed to have a date night to ourselves. My Cowboys aren't looking so hot, but we're crossing our fingers for the month of January (and hopefully, February).

Sorry this one was long, I promise I'll keep up with it more in the future!!