Friday, August 28, 2009
Basically, if you're between me and the Brookhaven Publix right now, you might wanna get out of the way.
Since I'm probably going to have at least one of these chocolate milks every day for the rest of my pregnancy, I'll at least let you know that it's the lowfat version I'm now addicted to. 'Cause a girl's gotta watch her pregnant figure, right? Actually, no, she doesn't, and if you thought "yes" to that question, my hormones may have to slap you right now.
I'm really going to miss justifying my cravings as "pregnancy cravings." In life, I tend to have the sophisticated food palate of a 5-year old, which has been so much easier to get away with while blaming it on "the baby." Actually, I am going to miss blaming quite a few things on "the baby." Like why I need to get out of jury duty on September 15th.....or why I can no longer pick things up off the floor. Or even why I feel the need to whine about not getting to rent the movie that I wanted to watch last night.
(In case you were wondering, husbands don't generally find it attractive when you say things like: But whyyyyyyyyy can't we get The Ghosts of Girlfriends Past at Blockbusterrrrrrrrr??? I WAAAAAANNNNNTTT IT!)
Just fyi, people.
So, tomorrow is Completely Finish the Nursery and Buy Everything Baby Still Needs Day. When I mentioned my plan to John earlier this week, I saw tears of joy fill his eyes. Okay, it was actually probably just fear and trepidation, but still. I admit, I'm a bit fearful of Babies R Us, first thing on a Saturday morning too.
Wish us luck! And have some chocolate milk this weekend....you'll be so glad you did.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
I am seriously pumped about this new camera.....it does all kinds of cool things, like up to 10 photos per second, panoramic shots (for all those times I'll need that), and it even does HD video.....John made me promise to read the manual and learn all of the features, because I am notorious for just pressing buttons to figure things out. Who has time for a manual, right?
Anyway, here are some super-exciting shots that I took on Sunday.....after I finished reading the manual from start to finish, of course.
My favorite subject, ladies and gentlemen....isn't he really, really, ridiculously good-looking?
My other favorite subject, at least for the next 5 weeks. He has clearly perfected the "I'm so sad and hungry, will you please feed me now" look.
My brother-in-law, Jamey, was a great sport, as he's clearly trying to work, and I'm bothering him by taking multiple random pictures.
Didn't really need a panoramic picture of my living room, but wanted to see how it worked.....Now that I think about it, this might be a great way to start taking pictures of my giant belly.
Jackson and Sadie, sacked out after an extremely rough day of playing with each other. It must be SO hard to be a dog.
By the way, does your local Super Target have it's own jelly bean aisle? Because mine does! You can literally go scoop jelly bellies out of huge containers and make your own mix in a little bag. And yes, it's somewhat embarrassing how excited I got about that. I made a stellar mix of birthday cake & strawberry ice cream jelly beans, with some candy corns thrown in for a little extra fun. I know, my life is so exciting.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Okay, I needed that rash moment of exclamation point overusage in order to convey to you how very, very uncomfortable I am here in my 34 week of pregnancy. Obviously, I am uncomfortable enough that I want to sit here and whine like a 3-year old to the 2 people who read this blog.
And in other interesting 34th week developments: my tummy now rests on my thighs when I am sitting down. Gross and uncomfortable, to say the least. But, there are only SIX MORE WEEKS TIL ALLY GRACE GETS HERE! I had an ultrasound on Monday, and learned a few things about my little girl:
1. Most importantly, she is, in fact, STILL A GIRL. (Yes, they actually typed that onto the ultrasound photo).
2. She weighs 4lbs and 15oz.......almost a 5-pounder!
3. She's in the 42nd percentile for weight.
4. She actually has HAIR! Can you believe they can see that on an ultrasound? I honestly can hardly ever tell what they're showing me on the screen. Our conversation goes something like this:
Ultrasound Tech: See, there's her chin, nose, eye sockets, and her hands up by her face.
Me: Oh, um, yeah....I see it. (Nope, not even a little bit.....how in the world do they get that out of a bunch of fuzzy blobs?).
5. Apparently, she has some big nostrils.....which she clearly gets from her dad, b/c he can flare his nostrils to a size that I didn't think was humanly possible. Something I learned at our very first doctor's appointment, as he was poking through things he probably shouldn't be touching in the exam room, and ended up with cotton swabs up his nose. Which was also one of my favorite parts of the appointment.
She's doing great though, and growing just like she should. At my last appointment, the doctor was concerned that I was measuring 2 weeks behind (31 weeks, instead of 33), and at the ultrasound, we found out that my amniotic fluid is a little on the low side. So, we'll just be checked out again on Monday to make sure it's not decreasing.
On a different note, I realized that I never put up any photos of the special "creation" in her nursery....so, here's a little peek!
We had Ally Grace's monogram painted above her crib, by Kristen Davis, of KFD Designs.......she's super talented, and did a great job!
And here's a little shot of her crib with the bedding, which I LOVE! Although I will probably cry the first time she vomits/poops/other baby bodily functions on this bedding......I'm still working on lamps, and a couple of other things for the walls, but otherwise, it's almost totally finished and ready for her to move in! (I'll do some final photos of everything as soon as it's completely ready).
This weekend, we're doing our final baby class--this one is actually about childbirth.....yikes! I wasn't going to do one of these, and was instead planning to use the "fly by the seat of my pants/request the epidural immediately and chill" method, but I decided it might be good to know what to expect. Actually, I sort of got peer pressured into taking it by the midwives at my dr's office. No doubt, I'll have some interesting stories to share on Monday!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Well actually, on to the pre-party, because Saturday morning, Kristin arranged for us to go have our makeup done at Nordstrom's MAC counter. It's kind of become a birthday tradition (did I mention today's my birthday?!), so we showed up at 11:30, and proceeded to get beautiful. Now, Kristin's makeup looked awesome, but for some reason, when I looked in the mirror at mine, I ended up looking like a cross-dresser. I think I'm just not used to so much makeup, because I immediately had to rub approximately 72% of it off of my face. I WAS, however, highly entertained by my makeup "artist," who told me that he (yes, HE) went to fashion school w/ Lauren Conrad, from the Hills......as a celebrity stalker and reality tv addict, I went to work getting the scoop from him. I also shared with him my other guilty pleasure.....the Real Housewives of Atlanta. (Kinda can't believe I just put that out in blogland....hope you'll all still be my friends.) He told me he sees them out on the town sometimes, and pronounced them all a "hot mess." Not only one is that of my favorite phrases of all time, but also probably what I looked like before I toned down my makeup job.
Here's Jenny with her new boyfriend, Oscar. He's kinda quiet, and frankly, a little bit jaundiced. Jenny, I'd probably tell him to check on that if I were you. Don't worry, we won't tell Jon about your new "friend."
Cute, cute, cute! And yes, Ally Grace is already quite the production. Just wait til Little Miss Diva gets here!
I was kind of obsessed with these strawberries in tuxedos....Martha to the extreme. Loved it!
Another pregnant friend, Caroline, and I....don't be jealous of my sassy black boa. Always the perfect accessory.
Here we are playing the previously mentioned celebrity baby matching game....I am killing it! Which is probably slightly scary and stalker-ish, but oh well. And yes, that IS a tiara.
The shower was a blast, and once again, it was so special to have amazing family and friends celebrating our little girl....she is already SO loved, and we feel truly blessed.
The REST of the evening turned into a birthday cookout for me/dog party for Jackson. It was super fun, and I will definitely have some photos to add from that later......there may even be some props.....how's that for a teaser?
Thursday, August 13, 2009
This is how interested he was in what I was saying.
Jackson's sneaky. He likes to come into my office while I'm working and entice me to rub his belly. He's totally thinking "look how adorable I am. You know you can't resist the belly rub when I roll over on my back like this. In about 2 seconds, you will quit what you're working on, scratch my tummy, and speak to me in nonsensical baby talk. Muahahahahaha."
And he was so, so right. That's exactly what I did.
Yesterday I woke up with probably my strongest pregnancy craving to date. I say strongest, because it was strong enough to get me out of bed at 6:30am, and make me run down to the kitchen like a lunatic. I think I even hurdled Jackson at the bottom of the stairs. Okay, no I didn't, I'm 33 weeks pregnant, I'm not hurdling ANYTHING at this point. But it was a good visual, right?
Anyway, I woke up literally feeling like I would sell a kidney for some apple juice. Apple juice! What?! I don't think I've even had any since I was at Vacation Bible School in the 5th grade. Thankfully, a couple of weeks ago at the grocery store, I picked some up, thinking, oh apple juice sounds kind of good. Little did I know that I would turn into a raging psycho for it yesterday. I downed half the jug immediately (there was no time for an actual glass, people....quit judging me for drinking from the container!). I was going for the 2nd half, when what caught my eye, but the calorie content.....dang. I put it down, slowly, because I had just added about 500 calories in JUICE to my day (Which would be totally worth it for, say a cupcake, but juice just feels like a waste of good calories). Anyway, I decided that I probably didn't need to double that number, because at some point after Ally Grace is born (and before she graduates high school), I'd like to fit back into my old clothes.
It was sad though. I kept thinking about that apple juice all morning long. Hmmmm, maybe I'll go finish it off now.....then it can't tempt me anymore, right? Don't mess, I am a master of rationalization.
I also had a crazy dream last night....probably because of the apple juice induced psychosis. Not only did I dream that I had the baby, but I dreamt that I didn't feel any of it and couldn't even remember going through labor. Then, her first night, she slept through the night, and when I went to pick her up, she was the size of a cell phone. Riiiiiight. In reality, she's probably closer to one of those old-school car phones that came in a bag....but, whatever. She was healthy and beautiful, and I tried to stay in that dream as long as I could! Then, she woke me up with some baby hiccups......imagine having something hiccuping down at the bottom of your tummy....super weird.
We have a doctor's appt on Friday, and then again in a couple of weeks. The month of September, we'll go weekly, and then little Miss Sassy-pants will be here! I can't believe how close we are!
(Oh, by the way, we're having something really cool done in her nursery, but it's a secret (mainly b/c my description won't do it justice)......I think it'll be finished tomorrow, so I'll post some pictures of it then.)
Monday, August 10, 2009
We got back last night from a fun weekend in Savannah for our friend Ryan's wedding. The wedding was gorgeous, and the bride and groom were so happy! I managed not to die of heatstroke, and somehow kept the swelling to a minimum. A bunch of our friends were in town for the wedding too, so we had a great time hanging out with them. I was thinking back, and I think this is actually the first wedding we've gone to since I've been pregnant.....thus (don't you just love the word "thus?"), it was Ally Grace's first wedding. She behaved herself quite nicely, although I totally used her as an excuse to eat some tropical fruit flavored Mentos during the ceremony. Discreetly, of course.
On Friday, when we arrived in Savannah, we went straight to Lady & Sons (Paula Deen's restaurant) for lunch. They told us, oh yes, we can work you in.....tonight at 8:45. Ummm, yeah, probably not. We went to another restaurant on River Street, and then, more importantly, went to River Street Sweets.....yum! I got extra praline samples from a sweet lady who told me that "the baby needs them." Why, yes. Yes, she does. On the other hand, baby girl probably didn't need the 95,000 grams of sugar that I consumed over the weekend between pralines, peanut butter fudge, sugar cookies, marshmallows, cupcakes, and wedding cake.
Other weekend highlights included dancing on tables (yes, this REALLY happened--see, I have photo proof), debating with my friend Cole about why cupcakes are better than cake and how things that are "a la mode" just aren't right, and hitting people with my giant belly as I tried to scoot through the wedding crowds. Somehow, my belly isn't as small as I apparently think it is in my mind.
Also, someone (not naming any names, of course) clogged the toilet in our hotel room, and we had to call housekeeping for a plunger. Now, I just assumed they would bring a plunger to the room and leave it.....oh no, it came complete with a maintenance man to plunge the toilet for us. I apologized profusely and told him we could handle it, and he said that he actually had several "calls" to make after our room. He also told me I could call him "John Boy." How appropriate.
If I were a good blogger at all, I would've taken a picture with John Boy for your viewing enjoyment. Feel free to use your imagination.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
2. My face is now pregnant. It appears that my face is having this baby too! I was looking at some pictures and noticed that my face has been progressively getting chubbier over the last few months. Even when I pointed it out to my sweet husband, he was like, well, maybe just a LITTLE.....because he is such a great husband, I forgave him for saying something other than "no, no, your face is skinny and you have supermodel cheekbones." Maybe it's part of that whole end of pregnancy swelling thing? I don't know, but I'm thinking that while chubby cheeks are cute on a baby, they're probably not so much on me.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
The chairs for the heads of the table will look like this (we just don't have them yet):
SOMEONE in our household, who shall remain nameless, but whose name starts with a "J" and ends with an "ohn," doesn't like them. Which means, of course, that I LOVE them.
So, if you think this look is at ALL cute (or even if you don't, and are just willing to pretend that you do), PLEASE post a comment to help me convince him that this is the way to go!
Anyway, speaking of Martha-ness, Steph exhibited a very impressive Martha moment as well---here we are admiring her "Diaper Cake," also too pretty to touch! This picture doesn't look staged at ALL, right?
Are you just dying at the cuteness?! Thanks, Sara, we LOVE them!
And I'm not going to lie, this BOB stroller is one of my favorite things! If I didn't totally exceed the weight limit, I'd make John jog me around the neighborhood in it. Jackson's going to be jealous of this one. Btw, you like my "mommy-to-be" sash, don't you? Every girl needs a sash sometimes. I may just start wearing it when I go to the grocery store, and the doctor's office...the possibilities are endless.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Of course, ANOTHER exciting event was waking up this morning to find a pile of vomit that Jackson had strategically placed on our living room rug.....thanks for avoiding the hardwoods, Jack.....it's WAY more fun to work on getting it out of each and every rug fiber.