Mommy Daughter Date

It's been a long time since I posted...

I've been thinking about how I've let Rylann's baby book slide. I really need to catch up. But how good will it be when I write about all the special things about her when she was 2 months old...when she's now 4?

So, perhaps I'll just keep this blog up instead.

Last night Rylann and I had our first Mommy/Daughter date. Originally we had planned (well I guess "I" had planned!) to drive to Panama City to surprise Will on his business trip. I got the idea, and 9 minutes later, after packing our junk, we were in the car on our way! Unfortunately, on the way there I called Will to sneakily ask what hotel he was at.... and found out that he was in a suite with 2 other co-workers. AWKWARD. (An ill-advised trip, Will's Daddy would have said!) So I ratted myself out, got credit for my kind loving wife-soul, and turned the car around. Rygirl and I instead ate at the Blue Plate.

It was fun. I can't wait to do little mommy-daughter dates when she can talk. For now though, I'm more than content with her grins and goofy expressions. I feel like she knows what I'm thinking, it's cool. I'll be her Mommy, but I'm fairly certain we'll be big buds too!

Baby Thoughts

Last night I was thinking about something that had to do with Baby R... and I thought "I need to write that down somewhere so that I don't forget it. That's so sweet!" I signed in here to do it, and now I can't remember what it was. ARGGGG prego brain!

Maybe it's just that I am getting more excited about seeing her face and her little perfect, innocent features.

or.... that a few days ago when we woke up, the 1st thing Will said was "Is she doing anything!?"

or... that her kicks are starting to hurt sometimes.

or... that last night I thought "I don't think I'm going to be able to get through 3 more months of this without accidentally wetting my pants when she kicks my bladder....hmmm....wonder if that secretly happens to all pregnant people???"

or... that when we poke her, she kicks back....and gets shocked when our poking finger runs into her kicking foot!

It's all such a huge blessing!

Night Adventures

How's a soon-to-be 7 month pregnant woman supposed to feel when she snuggles up to her sleeping husband, wraps his arms around her; perfecting the "spooning" position, and within seconds he COMPLETELY flips over pushing his bum against hers?

I chose to laugh :)

Life around here!

As I type this, I'm well past being able to set my laptop on my tummy. It's just too big!

This pregnancy is going a lot faster than I expected it to, already finishing up week 26. That reminds me... I have blood work I need to do. Ugh, I hope I forget again by tomorrow!

Things I'm looking forward to:

1. Looking at our baby and truly believing she's the prettiest baby who has ever been born.

2. Rubbing her head on my cheek.

3. Announcing her name. We've been keeping it a secret... I keep finding myself telling random people like waitresses and dental hygienists!

4. Seeing Will cry when she's born, because I know he will!

This weekend we went up to Nashville for the weekend to watch my friend Byron get hitched! Tons of our friends were there, and it was fun getting to act dumb with them! Friday night I was up until 4AM. It felt like I was in college again, except that I had a big huge belly making me be the only one wearing a "Motherhood" dress to the wedding. Haha! We stayed Friday night at a hotel with 5 other dudes. Thankfully they gave us a bed! I planned on sleeping in the tub if we didn't get blessed with a bed--there was only a shower-- so I was very glad they handed it over. Three dudes were in the other bed, and two were on the ground! Needless to say, much laughter was had!

That's about it. I think I'm still recovering from the weekend. The baby's bedding is made, and the room is painted! We're doing the finishing touches this Saturday. I need to sew the window valance tomorrow. Sorry that his post has no pictures!

In My mind.

I hope you don't mind if I just start blogging about whatever I feel like blogging about. If you do, feel free not to read. It's all good in the hood!

My mom's been here for a few days visiting from back home. We have our highs and lows, where we have tons of fun (like when we shop--loving her debit card!) or when we lay out on the beach and enjoy some sun. Our lows consist of one of us annoying the other...but I don't know of any two women that don't annoy each other at time. Do you? If so-- one of you probably isn't a woman.

Tonight me, Will, and Mom are sitting on three separate sofas (actually Will's on a puffy chair--we only have two sofas, he got rid of TWO before we got married...bringing the couch grand total down to two, thanksfully) each with our own laptops in our laps. It's quite the 2010 model, if you ask me. Anyway, the topic of men shaving their chests came up. Not sure how.

We got to talking about levels of hairiness for men. Here's what I broke it down to. I don't know if they agreed. What do you think?

Not Hairy: light colored hair on legs, countable hairs on chest (God would not have noted in the Bible that He can count the hairs on this man's chest--because it wouldn't have been very impressive....like grains of sand, etc.) and less underarm hair than I can grow. Yes, it's one of my downfalls. But don't judge...I can go DAYS without shaving my legs--and that's more surface area to cover. Give me the underarms any day.

Hairy: Enough hair on a man's legs that it can be seen from a distance. An amount on the chest that provides a pillow for the wife... and underarm hair that sometimes looks gross. That's "hairy."

Really Hairy: Now these are the men who have hair covering both their chests and their stomachs...enough hair on their legs that if you were a bug and started crawling through it--you'd feel like the Szalinski's from "Honey I Shrunk the Kids" when they ventured through the grass lawn.

Too Hairy: Now these guys have what I like to call "angel wings." The hair on their back isn't random enough for their wives to occasionally pluck with tweezers while the lean over to brush their teeth at night (like the "hairy" men exdure). The hair on their back is thick.. Waxing could be involved-- we're talking "Hitch." Did you see that movie? funny- you should. And finally, the hair isn't just on their arms...it has extended onto their hands. Basically, they'd be warm in lieu of clothing.

Baby Blah blah

13.5 weeks pregnant. It's still hard to believe we've got a developed baby swimming around inside of me. Maybe this makes me a bad mom, but that fact sort of grosses me out!

Saturday I celebrated my 27th Birthday. It was a grand day! Cousin Hailey drove down from Kentucky to celebrate and we had a party at Vicki Haley's house. It's my last Birthday without a little one!

We've had a lot of company this month:

Erica Hilden

Dave McGee

Rose McGee

Megan Dvorak

Momma Chil

Rosemary

Jenny Bormann

Lauren Ericson

Hailey Chapman

That's a LOT of sheet changes.

Next month we're looking forward to my parents coming! They're going to our 18 week ultrasound when we find out the sex of our baby. I still think it's a girl, and Will thinks it's a boy. What do you think?

This one's for you!

I am a very blessed girl. Lately, other than growing a baby-- I've been pretty worthless. Will has really stepped up at times and done lots of special, loving, helpful things for me. I told him I was going to write a post in honor of him; he said "you don't have to do that....but if you do- make sure you put a good picture of me!" I'll do my best to grant that request!

Things Will has done for me and LB (lil baby):

1. Grocery Shopped

- when he does this, he usually comes home with his version of the things I ask for...such as the kind of wheat bread HE likes, the kind of jelly HE likes, and weird fancy versions of juices. I have to laugh when I see it.

2. He rents movies in set of two.

- One terribly boyish, and one terribly chick-flickish! He lets me nap while he watches his movie, then provides (what he believes to be) very helpful commentary during my chick-flick.

3. He goes to the Drug Store

- There, he buys terribly embarrassing things, and prays for me that they will work. Thank you, honey!

4. He created a special "Feel Good" play list on my itunes.

-I now have a playlist full of classical music and hymns to listen to that help me when I am miserable. And, he lets me delete the weird songs he puts on there.

5. He calls my parents for me.

-When I'm sick and beg for my mom and dad, he calls them. They must think we're crazy. But he does it anyway.

6. Wrote a letter to LB

-The other day I found him writing a letter to our baby. He's in love with him/her.

7. And finally, he makes me tons of food and doesn't expect me to clean the house.

I love you honey.

(and now: for the picture I promised)

Here's Poppa Chil making his "to-do list."