Preggers

Ahh... so back in April, Paul and I found out we are expecting. We were very surprised, nervous, excited... all rolled into one! But now we can't imagine our life any other way. We are ready for our baby GIRL, Lila.  And can't wait for her arrival in December! 

 

Pre bump...oh I miss my normal sized stomach. I really do. I admit I am sucking in there. But still....

My first ultrasound... I have had like 4 more. But I am a slacker and have no idea where I put those darn things.

 

Not cool. Not cool. My diagnosis is elderly. Really? Not Advanced maternal age? Nope. Elderly. And it wasn't a mistake because I asked.

 

 

Per My Mom's request, I took a few selfies on the the growing bump.

 

 

 

MY AWESOME baby shower with my AMAZING Mom and Friends!! Miss those ladies!!!!!!

 

 

Lay off the cupcakes Chubs. Please.

 

And the latest bump. GETTING bigger by the day.

 

 

With Evan I wrote down every tiny detail of my pregnancy. With Drew, I may have done that, but heck if I know where I put it. So here are a few of my favorite and least favorite things with Lila Grace...

Faves:

Feeling her move around...all the time... I mean ALL the time... day and night.

Having people wait on me hand and foot and not having to do anything during our move. I timed that perfect.

Eating what I want and not exercising... and not feeling guilty about it. Trust me I do that not pregnant, but sometimes feel bad about it?!

Decorating her nursery.

Day dreaming about what it will be like to have a daughter.

Getting ADORABLE girly clothes!

 

Things I could live without:

Getting FAT... and I have equal opportunity fat cells this time around. I mean, I am fat all over. I have a thick coating of fat that covers my entire body right now, which does keep me warm in the cold weather here, but really could do without that.

Having morning sickness for 20 weeks. Ugh, I thought I was going to DIE.

I miss my wine and my sushi something fierce.

Having nightmares about having a teenage girl. Payback is gonna be a b----.
There is a reason why you are meant to be pregnant in your 20's. 36 is just too old to be pregnant. I literally feel like my legs are not connected to my body. I am pretty sure my hips are completely dislocated as I wobble around trying not to fall from the instability and pain. And my pubic bone is also most definitely ripped apart in the middle, and has been since week 20. Too much information, but I'm pretty sure my 3 readers can handle it!