Monday, November 30, 2009

22 Week Bump Pic

Actually I forgot to take it on Wednesday night. It is officially 22 weeks, 1 day bump pic. But really, what does a day matter?

The belly officially has a new nickname, "the beast." And it is only going to get beastier.

Still trying to decide on a name but we're leaning towards Karter. I feel like Karter is the best option. I really like it. We can call her Kiki for short. It isn't super popular and I don't think it is going to have a huge splurge in popularity in the next couple of years. Harper, on the other hand, is gaining in popularity. Since I had an uberpopular name, I would like to give my kid the chance to not have to go by her name and last initial. I was Ashley O until my freshman year. Seriously. Eloise I still like but I just don't think that it fits with the fam. Ashley, Timm, and Eloise. It just doesn't work. I don't know why.

And then the other day I saw another name I really liked - Piper. But Timm had a dog named Piper. So that was out. And then I thought that her nickname would be Pipe or Pie both are equally weird and annoying. So Piper was way out.

So all in all we're down to two - Karter and Harper. We are trying out Karter first.

HUGE NEWS! Timm felt the baby kick for the first time last night. He was so excited it was so cute. I have been trying to get him to feel her for weeks but she just hasn't been strong enough consistently. Now she's a kicking maching and Timm can feel almost all of them!


Wednesday, November 25, 2009

22 weeks

Today is a big day.
22 weeks! Woohoo.
Doc appt. Eh.
I found my first stretch mark. Pissed.

I am so angry. It is so tiny and small. Timm could hardly see it but I am horrified of what's to come. Those suckers never go away. I seriously cried last night. I am so upset about it. I don't know what to do. I have been putting lotion on twice a day everyday and I have gained less than the recommended amount. Only 8 pounds so far. I am just bound to get stretch marks I guess.

I feel so ridiculous complaining about them too. I should just be happy that we have a healthy baby girl growing in there and I am crying over a stretch mark? I am such an insensitive bitch. God. I suck. But at the same time. I can't help it. I am pissed. I am going to be 25 years old and not able to wear a bikini anymore? Seriously? I spend everyday at the river during the summer and I can't wear a bikini. I am not going to show off my baby battle wounds to the world.

I am so angry.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The 21st Week in Pictures

21 Weeks of pregnancy glory.

I feel like this is another milestone...made it PAST the half way point. I am scared of the growth that is to come.

So far I have used 1.5 bottles of cocoa butter lotion and 2 bottles of cocoa butter oil in trying to prevent stretch marks. So far so good!!!

Friday, November 20, 2009

21 Weeks

How far along? 21 weeks
Total weight gain: As of the last OB appt, 3.4 pounds but I think I gained 3 more pounds since the last appt because of Halloween. Chocolate has been way too delicious for my own good.
Maternity clothes? Pants. Just pants at this point. When I wear maternity shirts, I just look fat and not pregnant.
Sleep: Eh. I fall asleep quickly but I don't stay asleep. I wake up a couple times a night to pee and because my back hurts.
Best moment this week: The baby's kicks are getting stronger. I love feeling her gain strength.
Movement: Yes, lots. Especially when I am in class.
Gender: GIRL!
Labor Signs: Nope!
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Wine. Social events. Wine.
What I am looking forward to: Angeline Pinot!
Weekly Wisdom: Nothing.
Milestones: Half way point was last week, horray! Other than that, not a whole lot.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Finally the question was asked...

How many kids do you guys plan on having?

Seriously?

Can we get through the birth of our first child? Please?

It came from a stranger. The first person who commented on my growing belly without knowing I was pregnant. I didn't know what to say. I think I said, "we'll see."

Then later Timm asked again. Why is it my decision? Why is it not a discussion?

"How many kids do you want?"

"I was thinking that one kid would be nice, but how many kids do you want?"

No instead, "How many kids are we having?"

Um, I don't know. Part of me wants to say, "How many watermelons would you like to pass through a hole the size of a grape? How many times do you want to see your waist disappear? How many times do you want to lose the weight you are gaining? How many times do you want to deal with moodswings like this because I think you're being an asshole right now?"

But instead, I turn over and say, "I don't know honey, let's get through this one first." And I kiss him on the nose and then seethe until I fall asleep. Deeply enjoying my last few months of sound sleep with only bathroom breaks and back pain to wake me up in the night.
Just because I miss riding...a picture. And they make posts so much more fun for the reader.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Half Way Point!

I feel like jumping up and down and dancing around the house! We made it half way! Just a milestone! Here I am in all my 20 week glory.

Because I got horribly bored with all the standard shots, we had to change it up a bit.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Almost Half Way...

Just trudging along over here. . .






19 weeks of pregnant fabulousness....
Just hanging out. Feeling huge.

The crib came in yesterday! Woohoo! We are going to pick it up this weekend.

Dar still isn't doing shit around the house. Even though we had a little chat. She always says, "oh sorry, Ashley, I would have done those." as I am getting done with the dishes. Really? When? She did cook dinner last night. But I cleaned up the entire giant mess. Timm helped too but I kept telling him to go sit down, he worked for 14 hours yesterday. Dar sat on the couch. Let's put this shit in perspective. Ugh.