Thirty-One Weeks

I had Derek's help getting a preggie pic this week. The baby's room is getting too crowded for good selfies. I need to clear out my craft stuff out, but I want to do more crafting first. Soon enough, I'll be too big and awkward to do any crafting, so it will be cleaned up before too long. For now, I'll accept my handsome hubby's assistance.

Oh! One way cute baby-related thing that happened this week: Jolie (actually) felt the baby move!! She's lied and said she has (or thought feeling my big belly was the same) before, but this time she felt her kick! It happened yesterday, and it was wonderful. The baby was going nuts, and I grabbed Jolie's hand and told her to feel. And bam! The baby squirmed right under her hand! Jolie's eyes got so big, and she smiled a gorgeous, so-happy smile! I was thrilled. I'm not sure why, but I'd really wanted her to feel her sister. And now she has. Yay. 

And that's all. Thursday is Halloween. I'll hopefully post about that. Until then... I'll just be here. Getting huge.

Smile Nice

On Friday, Jolie and I had a little hairdo session. We pretended I was Lemon, and she was Strawberry (Shortcake). We basically just straightened her hair, but we had a grand time doing it. I love the little stacked a-line she's got going on, and she loves her hair straightened because it makes it look long(er). :) Sweet girl. 

Anyway, I tried to get a few shots of her with her pretty, straight hair. These were the faces she pulled when I told her to 'smile nice.' Haha. Love her.

Partying it Up First-Grade Style

James had a class Halloween party at school on Friday. It was a stressful day for me, having lots to do and things to prepare/pack for my overnight book club retreat. But James really wanted me to come. And honestly, how much longer do I have where he'll want me around so desperately? So Jolie skipped her nap, and we went. It actually worked out fine preparation-wise, and it was loads of fun to see him having so much fun and getting to participate some in said fun.

When we first got there, James' group of kids was having a turn at the cookie-decorating table. Jolie joined them...and never left. She was decorating and/or eating her yummy pumpkin cookie for the remainder of the party. It was adorable (and kept her busy and happy), so no complaints here! Silly girl.

Meanwhile, James was able to participate in the other group activities. There was a Halloween Bingo group, a story time group, a ring toss game with witches' hats, and a silly monster drawing activity. Perfect activities for a bunch of six-year-olds! They all had a lovely time. I'm glad we went.

Thirty Weeks

I didn't get a posed-in-front-of-a-mirror belly shot for this week, but I did get this shot of James and I at the pumpkin place. There's a little pumpkin market thing (articulate; I know) close to our house where a local family sells pumpkins. They've made it kind of fun and have a little hay maze for little kids, a slide in the hay, and this year- a fun marry-go-round-esque ride made from farm equipment. It was lots of fun, and perfectly small scale for our little ones. We enjoyed taking them and picking out our very favorite pumpkins to take home. 

That was on Friday, when I officially became 30-weeks pregnant. On Monday I had my 30-week appointment with Dr. F.  Here are a few quick facts from my appointment: 

10/21/13

30 weeks

169lbs

116/60 blood pressure

150s heart rate (average)

I'll also include a little recording of our sweet babe's beautiful, beating heart.

And lastly, some pregnant lady ramblings... Ahem, whinings.

I can no longer eat crazy portions of food. The bottomless pit is officially filled. This is fine, and probably good (being ravenously hungry all the time gets old), but it happened quite suddenly and caught me by surprise. All of the sudden, I had no room for food. This baby was taking up all available space. 

Which is another point of discussion. I'm officially huge and uncomfortable (and too often, in pain and miserable). Boo. This is the worst part of pregnancy. My body fails me, and I no longer function well. It's depressing and hard and painful and sad. I love you, baby, and you're so worth it. But yeesh- it's hard. I'm not thrilled about the next couple of months where I get even bigger and even more miserable. Hopefully the holidays will offer adequate distraction. I'm going to try so, so hard not to be grumpy and ornery but to enjoy this as much as possible. After all, this is likely my last pregnancy. And my family deserves a happy Becca.

Keep growing and developing, baby. Mommy loves you. I'll buck up. You're certainly worth this.

Twenty-Nine Weeks

Twenty-Nine Weeks. The room, like my belly, is getting too crowded for comfort! :|

Twenty-Eight Weeks

My ginormo belly. Can you spot the turkey timer? Visible through three layers... Lol. Twenty-eight weeks. (And first day of ELC quarter!) Not a bad day.

Twenty-Seven Weeks

Thank you, local classifieds, for the sweet new outfit! And thank you, Rose, for an excuse to go out on the town! :)

Note: My phone reset and somehow deleted everything that happened for a week or so (9/19+). Sad. So I've got nothing for 26 weeks. Boo. Stupid phone.