Hey dudes!
Happy Monday to yous all. This is my very most favorite time of the year- it's finals week at my place of business and that means...? No real work that is available for me to do- I've put off doing things here and there so that I keep busy- but no crazy deadlines. Next week will be MUCH different. The shizz is going to hit the fan as I get to check and recheck who's eligible for athletic participation.
Wee!
Until then, I can take this week to catch up on my correspondences and snoop around.
So, what a great time to update you all on the nugget in ma belly. I'm mad. I haven't done the weekly shizz I did with Maksi- it's mostly because he stands in his crib watching Thomas while I get dressed and it slips my mind. AND that I'm not in the same shape I was when I was carrying him. Hopefully that means two things; 1.) Dos will SLIDE right out hot dog in a hallway style and b.) I'll be reinvigorated to use the camera soon.
In the mean time, I've waltzed into my third trimester. DosieDoe is approx two pounds. I've gained more weight than I'm willing to admit but it's surely because of the highly restrictive diet I WAS on prior to getting knocked up and then promptly stopping said diet. Pants are a sticky subject. I'm a legging fiend but I'm running out of tunics or other long shirts that go with the leggings. Finally, it feels like Dosie is flipping over today...or at least doing this inside my uterus (and for anyone who's keeping track is allegedly 2.5" above my naval):
Here are a few snapshots from this morning.
Happy Monday to yous all. This is my very most favorite time of the year- it's finals week at my place of business and that means...? No real work that is available for me to do- I've put off doing things here and there so that I keep busy- but no crazy deadlines. Next week will be MUCH different. The shizz is going to hit the fan as I get to check and recheck who's eligible for athletic participation.
Wee!
Until then, I can take this week to catch up on my correspondences and snoop around.
So, what a great time to update you all on the nugget in ma belly. I'm mad. I haven't done the weekly shizz I did with Maksi- it's mostly because he stands in his crib watching Thomas while I get dressed and it slips my mind. AND that I'm not in the same shape I was when I was carrying him. Hopefully that means two things; 1.) Dos will SLIDE right out hot dog in a hallway style and b.) I'll be reinvigorated to use the camera soon.
In the mean time, I've waltzed into my third trimester. DosieDoe is approx two pounds. I've gained more weight than I'm willing to admit but it's surely because of the highly restrictive diet I WAS on prior to getting knocked up and then promptly stopping said diet. Pants are a sticky subject. I'm a legging fiend but I'm running out of tunics or other long shirts that go with the leggings. Finally, it feels like Dosie is flipping over today...or at least doing this inside my uterus (and for anyone who's keeping track is allegedly 2.5" above my naval):
Here are a few snapshots from this morning.
Me and BB singing in the morning to Daddy when we text him to rub in how much fun we're having while he's at work. The picture I left out is the one of me crying because I have to get up and GO to work.
Emily (the doodooo- BB speak for Choo Choo) taking a cruise around Dosie's house.
BB right after he gave DosieDoe a kiss.
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