Preggo Rambles
I swear I'm going to be a 6' tall horse by the time this baby comes! I have a few cravings but one big one. The big one ITALIAN FOOD! I blame this on the Sicilian I married. The others are Greek food and Push-up Pops. Last week I was willing to literally kill in order to have a Lamb Salad from Ziziki's. It is the best salad in town! Yes then came the Push-up Pops. Apparently after vomiting for a week straight the one thing I desired was a good ole Push-up Pop. I haven't had one since I was a kid chasing down the ice-cream truck. My energy seems to have back a bit the past two days. Last night I actually didn't pass out on the couch and I wasn't in bed snoring by 9 pm. Yay!
Warren has been absolutely wonderful through all this. Last night while I kinda poked around he cleaned the entire house. Everything was spotless, the dogs had been taken out and everyone fed. I truly am lucky to have such an awesome hubby!
As for a baby update we had our first ultrasound on Tuesday! Seeing the baby was amazing but hearing that strong heartbeat brough tears to our eyes. We have been going back and forth about names for a few days. I have told before we were even married I wanted a "third". Yeah he's a junior but he has the best name. Warren Hughes Lewis...it's just a good name! So anyways he has always told me he refused to have a "thrid." Last night he was curled up with me and said " I think if we have a boy I'd like to give him my name and call him Trey." Ok people I'm nosy as all hell and ofcourse wanted to know what changed his mind but he won't tell. I just think it took hearing the baby's heart to seal that deal. Now to work on the little girl names. He told me he likes Madeline but that this will take a lot of research. Yeah...he likes researching and fiddle everything he got it from his daddy.
So now let's feel sorry for Warren. I have gone in a matter of weeks from a full 36C up to hardly being able to fit a 38 DD. They look great but he's not allowed to touch them. Yes a sign has been hung "Touch my melons and die!" Friend are debating if they'll end at F or FF. Why is it when you are preggo people want to touch your belly and bet on your boobs? The boob thing makes me laugh but the touching....don't touch! If I don't invite you don't touch me. If I don't know you, don't touch me. If you annoy me, don't touch me. She's pregnant does not mean touch her tummy she'll like it. If you are not a close female friend, my husband or close family...basicly no touchies! Ok so yeah...that ended up being a venting.
Warren has been absolutely wonderful through all this. Last night while I kinda poked around he cleaned the entire house. Everything was spotless, the dogs had been taken out and everyone fed. I truly am lucky to have such an awesome hubby!
As for a baby update we had our first ultrasound on Tuesday! Seeing the baby was amazing but hearing that strong heartbeat brough tears to our eyes. We have been going back and forth about names for a few days. I have told before we were even married I wanted a "third". Yeah he's a junior but he has the best name. Warren Hughes Lewis...it's just a good name! So anyways he has always told me he refused to have a "thrid." Last night he was curled up with me and said " I think if we have a boy I'd like to give him my name and call him Trey." Ok people I'm nosy as all hell and ofcourse wanted to know what changed his mind but he won't tell. I just think it took hearing the baby's heart to seal that deal. Now to work on the little girl names. He told me he likes Madeline but that this will take a lot of research. Yeah...he likes researching and fiddle everything he got it from his daddy.
So now let's feel sorry for Warren. I have gone in a matter of weeks from a full 36C up to hardly being able to fit a 38 DD. They look great but he's not allowed to touch them. Yes a sign has been hung "Touch my melons and die!" Friend are debating if they'll end at F or FF. Why is it when you are preggo people want to touch your belly and bet on your boobs? The boob thing makes me laugh but the touching....don't touch! If I don't invite you don't touch me. If I don't know you, don't touch me. If you annoy me, don't touch me. She's pregnant does not mean touch her tummy she'll like it. If you are not a close female friend, my husband or close family...basicly no touchies! Ok so yeah...that ended up being a venting.