I'm getting really bad at updating this. It will probably end up just like all the others & get neglected and eventually deleted. But I'll keep trying! Tomorrow is our gender appointment and I am incredibly nervous. Though I can't wait to see the baby again. And this time on 3D! Ultrasounds are always so much fun and the best part is the joy on Shane's face each time. I will be honest, I am 95% sure it's a boy. First reason being, because I want a girl so badly. And second reason being, the midwife definitely saw something indicating the sex on Monday's ultrasound. I don't even want to call that an ultrasound. That office is so unorganized and looks to me to know what they're doing. The midwife came in, sat down, and said "How far along are you?" Umm.... I don't know exactly. I have heard like 5 different due dates. "Well what did we tell you at your last ultrasound?" I haven't had an ultrasound here. "You haven't? We have to do an ultrasound then." (Glad she was so excited about it.) And she FLEW through that ultrasound. Not to mention it was extremely low quality. And we were told that they would tell us the gender if they saw it so as to save us 100 bucks on tomorrow's appointment. Nope. She saw the gender and quickly said "We're not gonna do the gender today. Next time." What??? Shane said, "you can't even tell us what you THINK it is?" And she said "No. We're not doing that today, it's not my specialty. You'll know in 2 weeks." Ughhh. That woman is not delivering my child. That's fine that she didn't want to be wrong about the gender, but she could have been nicer about it.

Anyway, we had a BLAST on an ice cream date last night with Drew & Cassie Jackson. I laughed so much my face was hurting. And beforehand, to kill some time, we went to Target to browse, not planning on spending any money. Somehow we walked out having spent 70 bucks on a Pumpkin Spice candle, and 2 paintings. Whoops! :) We knew we shouldn't have.

Work has been e-x-h-a-u-s-t-i-n-g. The babies I nanny are incredibly spoiled and good lord, it shows. Carter has been screaming the second I put him down, and they're 7 months old yet occasionally eating solids and bottle-feeding small amounts every 2 hours. The dad told me they no longer want me give them larger amounts every 3 hours. It's quite ridiculous and makes the job much more stressful than it should be.

On a more positive note, I think I'm in the clear as far as nausea!! I only threw up a total of two times so far but I was getting sick every time I got hungry. So from 9 weeks to about 16 weeks, I was siiiiick. But for a week now, I have been feeling great! The doctor put me on Zantac which makes a world of difference as far as heartburn. And my only complaint is I feel huge. My belly pushes up when I sit down and it's very uncomfortable. My skin feels so stretched out. And I'm only 17 weeks! Yikes! :) Well that does it for this post, on to an episode of Lost. :o)

Fall & My Best Friend

SO glad it's fall!! My favorite season. There are so many thing to look forward to this fall! f.e. my birthday, finding out the gender of the baby, the crisp fresh air, cool nights, cute clothes (even if they are maternity!), boots!, the avett concert, feeling the baby kick for the first time, beautiful fall colors, & Thanksgiving! :)

Thought I'd take a moment to publically show appreciation to my beau and best friend. Shane, I am so thankful for every time you have dinner ready for me when I get home, every time you bring me things from the kitchen because I'm just being lazy, when you take the dogs out at night because I'm scared of the dark, when you call and text me just to tell me I'm beautiful and that you love me. Thank you for listening to me, holding me as I cry for no reason at all, putting up with all my frustrations at work, for all the kisses and hugs. Thank you for cleaning the apartment because you say it's "OUR job", not just mine. Thank you for doing the dishes the last 2 months or so, for being so respectful and loving to my family, for taking care of me when I don't feel well, for calling to check up on me at work if you haven't heard from me in a while, and on & on. I am so grateful for you and every sacrifice you make to be sure I'm happy. I know I'm a very difficult person to be in a relationship with, but you stick by me through everything. I can't wait to see your first loving look at our child, and the amazing daddy and provider I am confident you will be. You are an amazing man, so sensitive to my needs and wants, and you will be an even better daddy. I love you. "I'll be on the other end, to hear you when you call. You were born to fly, and if you get too high, I will catch you when you fall. Take every chance you dare, I will still be there when you come back down."

12 weeks

Let me just start by saying, I am so relieved to be done with my first trimester in just 2 days!! I will be 13 weeks on Thursday & I am feeling much better. My nausea & fatigue are slowly starting to leave my body. And I am showing, which is very uncomfortable yet exciting! Heartburn is getting worse, but I will take that over nausea any day!

This past weekend was a blast. We got SO much done. I had a dr appt, we spring cleaned (window sills, ceiling fans, everything!), organized our bills & papers, bathed the dogs, went to the lake twice, spent Sunday with the family, weeded through our closet & gave garbage bags of clothing to Goodwill, Shane hung the bikes on the porch, got all the laundry done, rearranged our bedroom, we watched like 5 episodes of Lost... it was AWESOME! Until.... last night. :) I had horrible heartburn & got super dizzy. My fingers were tingling, the room looked like it was spinning, I was light headed, etc. I still felt just as bad this morning but I'm just now starting to feel a little better.

Regardless, so thankful I can feel hungry & not feel like I'm going to throw up everywhere. :)