movin and groovin

I felt the baby move for the first time this morning! I was awake before J and Bella in our hotel room and just laid there still in the silence willing baby to say hello... after about a minute I got two soft kicks right to my hand. I almost forgot how awesome, intimate and wonderful it is to feel the baby move around.

I still don't feel anything in all my fat-big-belly-glory when I'm walking around or sitting still, but I'm only 18 weeks, so I feel lucky to have those stolen moments this morning!

Highs and Lows of Rox

I was just running around in circles in the driveway with Rocky nipping and barking at me... GO ROCKIES!! I love this stuff, seriously!

*update 30 mere minutes later*
...and just as quickly my heart is broken a little and I sit here sad and frustrated. ugh. the only solice I take was that I didn't spend $$ to fly home to watch the games that were delayed first, and lost second. UGH. at least the Red Sox are out too.

Happy Rocktober!

WAHOOO!! Rockies are in the playoffs!! Time to start looking for flights with crossed fingers it works out for me to go home for a game! Everytime I'm pregnant, they make it to playoffs... a sacrifice I'm willing to keep making for a run to the World Series. haha! I'm so excited right now!

my big fat swederican self

old wives tale - you know you're carrying a boy because you carry the baby everywhere. I must be having the most boy of boys because I am carrying this child everywhere. seriously... all frickin over. for example, I'm sitting on my couch and can barely concentrate on the keystrokes because my back fat is pinching to the point of nearly painful. back fat? seriously?! the stretch marks not on my stomach last time was bad enough last time. UGH.

I'm not allowed to workout either because of the scare before - so clearly this can only get better. frick. the fact that this baby's favorite food includes Dr. Pepper, nachos and chips has absolutely nothing to do with it, I'm quite certain.

Molls, this one's for you

as soon as I opened the dip and J brought down the bag of chips, she swooped in, took one in each hand and walked away refusing to share. she's gonna fit in just fine... haha!

...and no juding, as soon as we could get a picture, we took the chips away. she only got one. or two.