An optical illusion

Because I was being a brat and wouldn't take pictures yesterday I woke up feeling extremely guilty and therefore was forced by my guilt to take a picture against my will. OK, so I woke feeling 100x cuter and smaller and decided I wanted to show off my bump... but that doesn't sound as good.

Look, look! I still look "normal!"

Okay, maybe not.

Chuck Norris kicks to the bladder (read: how I stay awake at work)

As many of you know I went from a position where I was able to sleep in most days and got my necessary 8+ hours of sleep just about every day to a position where I'm at work by 5:30 in the morning. I swear, if I didn't have such an immense aversion to the smell/taste/look of coffee I'd be chugging it at this point. However, due to this I have to manage staying awake at my desk the way all the other pregnant women do:

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Father to a beautiful daughter...

Well, I had a feeling.  My feeling was correct.

In 4/5 months, I will become the father of a beautiful baby girl.  The feeling is still so surreal; the more I look at the pictures we got yesterday, the more it is starting to set in.

The feeling that I can't get out of my head is being able to go to my first father/daughter dance with her.  It's such an exciting time, and yet there's so much to do between now and then.

Thank you to everyone for your love and support - Kaitlin and I could not do this without you.  To our parents and grandparents reading - we're excited you're along with us on our journey, and we hope that we can be the parents to her that you were to us.

(note from Kaitlin: Sorry sweetie, I read your original post and took out the name... not ready to share it with the internet world yet)

Our Baby Girl

As I'm sure you've noticed everything has been switched from yellow/green to PINK! Although Nick and I wanted a boy so very badly, we both had an inkling from the beginning that she was going to be a girl. I'm not going to lie; I was mad. I was more than mad. I don't think I smiled once for the rest of the scan after the tech told us it was a girl. I cried. I cried like a selfish little bitch. But you know what; I'm allowed. And now that I'm over it I can think of all the wonderful things- like what a good Hooters girl she'll make one day. (KIDDING)

Without further adieu:

Our baby girl's profile

Today is the day!

This Yellow is Ugly.


This yellow is ugly.
Why is yellow ugly?
Big bird is yellow
Bird Bird is Ugly.
Gender Neutral is yellow
Gender Neutral is Ugly.
By the laws of Synecdoche;
Yellow is Ugly.

Today we go in for our anomaly scan. We were told yesterday at our appointment there's a high chance I'm carrying twins that they missed (wtf?) at our other two sonograms. I guess today we get to find out the sex of our baby(ies)! What a deal :) I  will report back later tonight and can't wait to change the background to blue or pink.... or maybe both!

I LOVE FOOD

I have always loved food. Heck, just a few weeks ago I modeled off my big ass double chicken patty homemade sandwich to all of you. In a public blog. On the internet. That takes balls. This was me a few weeks ago:

NOMNOMNOM

A Whale Tale

Once Upon A Time there was a humpback whale.

Dear Nick, you can add this to my collection of baby animals I want. 

The humpback whale knew she was graceful and beautiful and liked to come up out of the water to flaunt her stuff because, let's face it... that's pretty freakin' sweet to be able to lift your 79,000 pound body 3-5 feet out of the water.

Little Kicks

I'm tired. There will be no substance to this post as I currently have my eyelids taped open. I may not even stay up for House tonight. <---- THAT'S A BIG DEAL.

Let me introduce my best friend:

So, I knew exactly what she was trying to communicate to me when the episode "Little Kicks" came on one day last week.

The Final Countdown

For full effect please play the video below:

Let them eat cake!

No, this post has nothing to do with whether Marie Antoinette actually said that or if it was just Rousseau trying to make an ass of her. This post is about me and cake...and all of the other scrumptious desserts I don't have in the house. Seriously, I can go to the grocery store and spend $100 on things that sound amazing, get home, unpack them all, and have them sit in the pantry because now that I have them in the house they don't seem as desirable. It seems I only want what I can't have. Like that wedding cake that is still in the freezer from December. You're surprised I haven't eaten it yet? Me too. I seriously did set it out to thaw and eat some of the icing flowers though... But really, all jokes aside, today I shooed hubby off to a baseball game and legitimately contemplated whether I had enough time to drive to the grocery store, buy a cake, eat the whole thing and hide the evidence of it before he got home. I sat on the couch, watching national geographic, crying over cake. WHO DOES THAT?!