I think I know why

Throughout this pregnancy I have had HORRIBLE morining sickness. I think I finally know why. When my mom was pregnate with me, I made her sick all the time. This has to be revenge. I can find nothing else to explain it!!!!!

Jeanie also asked me if there was a significance to April 22nd. No significance. I just have a gut feeling that will be the day I go into labor. Any other guesses? I kinda want to see if anyone can guess when I will have her, mainly because my mom guessed that it was going to be a girl from day one.

Get Guessing!!!!!!


Because Dad said I should…

Baby update (again)

I went in for my 32 week appointment today. Baby is doing great! She is measuring where she is supposed to be for once. As for me, I’m still a “finger tip” dialated and about 50% thinned out. A little scary still but about the same as what I was at the hospital on Saturday.

I was told to expect to deliver a bit early because of the whole dialating thing. I have a gut feeling I’ll have her on April 22nd instead of my due date of May 3rd.

What do you think?

Never Been So Scared

For those that don’t know, I was hospitalized for several hours last night for preterm contractions. Everything turned out fine in the end, but I never knew that I could be so scared. I don’t even know for sure what caused the contractions, only that my blood pressure was a bit high. Which is scary in it’s self when my pressure has been fine so far.

Keep praying for me, Ben and the baby.

No more personal space?

I have recently discovered that I no longer have any “personal space” while in public anymore. I don’t know what it is, but evidently there is something about a pregnate belly that screams “Come touch me!!!”

The little kids I don’t mind. They get curious, and their parents will ask if their children can feel the baby move. I’ve got no problems with that. At least they asked. What drives me insane is the people that come up to me, and put their hands on my stomach without asking! Friends are one thing, I’ve got no problems with them touching me, but strangers? Whats worse is the people that start asking me questions that I would expect from my doctor. I have no clue what to say to them.

I guess I’m just wondering, Why is it that complete strangers feel the need to invade my personal space? I wouldn’t go up to them and say “Now don’t you look like you are going to pop?” and proceed to put my hands on their belly. It’s just plain rude.


I need a shirt like that!