8 Months, Baby!!

Literally...my baby is 8 months gestation. Woohoo!!

And....she ain't hidin'. I've got quite the girth going on right now.

So. Without further adieu.....here she blows!!

I also got some painting done in the nursery during Griff's super long nap today. I couldn't sit still. I am slightly regretting this decision now but I did get a lot done. All of our light and outlet plates have officially (cheaply) been painted oil rubbed bronze in this house....a can or 4 of spray paint is way cheaper than actually buying new ones. Shh...don't tell.

I used my free Habitat for Humanity retail store pink paint on the wall behind the crib. Now the only thing I have left is to attempt to sew some girly fabric onto the curtains and make a cover for the ottoman (sp??) in there and we are done! Except the whole having the baby thing. I'm hoping to recruit JJ in that endeavor when she is in town ;) The sewing...not the having a baby...got about 6 more weeks before we do that.

Here are some pictures of the new and improved nursery!

Voila...gotta love free paint that works perfectly! Yeehaw cheapskate!

Sting

"Sting. Sting would be another person who's a hero. The music he's created over the years, I don't really listen to it, but the fact that he's making it, I respect that."

Name that quote...

Maybe I'm a freak but this is one of my favorite quotes from the movie Zoolander. I find it quite hilarious.

Why am I bringing this up??

Because my dad emailed me the other day that Sting's teenage daughter's name is Eliot...but her nickname is Coco. Who knew?! Creative minds think alike. I'm thinking I should try my hand at writing some songs now...

She also has an album out called 'I Blame Coco'. Random fact of the day from Kat...

I should see if they have any other kids...I might steal their names too...

31 week appointment

Was short and sweet...nothing much new to report. She is still crazy active in there and seems to have a bit of a 'tude. The midwife was feeling my stomach trying to figure out if she was still breech (she is...boo) and was pushing on her little head then she got the doppler and we listened to the heartbeat. It was crazy fast which kinda freaked me out but she said it was good...it slowed down after a minute and apparently she was just mad about someone messing with her head. Feisty! Wonder where she gets that...hmm...

So, I am officially going to go to a chiropractor and start hanging out with my hips above my tummy trying to get this child to turn head down. The midwife also suggested putting headphones near her head and slowly moving them down so she will follow the music...not sure about that one. I am thinking the chiropractor and possibly acupuncture and if none of that works she said they will try to externally move her around closer to my due date.

We shall see!

I've been having some pretty decent contractions but I feel like I was having more with Griffin at this point...it was probably the stress from working and all that jazz. I am pretty stress free at this point unless I start to dwell on the adoption too much.

A few more days till I hit 8 months! Yay! I'm hitting the running trail with Shelly again tomorrow...wonder how far I will make it now that I'm officially wobbly??

28 week Appt.

I had my 28 week (actually 29.5 since I was out of town...who's counting:?) today and everything is still looking good!

Got to hear her sweet heartbeat again. I'm so thankful for that little heartbeat. It makes me smile.

I didn't gain a million pounds over Christmas which was good to see. 16 pounds up so far. We will see how high that number climbs in the next 10 or so weeks!

Miss Elliot Coco has decided to keep her head way up high. Booty down low. Feet all over the place. Not to excited to hear that she wasn't head down but we still have plenty of time for her to move. And move she does, quite a bit so I'm not worried yet. The midwife said that walking would help get her head down since it is the heaviest part of her body....errrr....if running hasn't done it so far I'm pretty sure walking won't do the trick but we shall see. I'm going to resume my Saturday morning long run with Shelly tomorrow! So EXCITED! I've missed them. I'm curious to see how far I will make it. I took a week off trying to get rid of this ever-present cold. And also because I'm pretty sure I broke a toe but it's feeling a bit better so I'm sure running will help that heal too, right? Bueller....bueller....No? Oh well.

I'm also excited to join the Y next week! Yay for a gym membership! It will make running/walking much easier since the Griff has gotten a bit cranky in the jogging stroller in his old age. I am pretty sure I found an orange Bob Revolution Duallie on Craigslist today! Thanks to JJ for her generous birthday/baby present! I am hoping I can pick it up this weekend and that is pretty much the only baby gear that I need and we are go for bambina!

SO. READY. Bring on this little princess! Griff still looks at me like I have 2 heads when I mention her so he's still in for a big surprise! Pretty sure he will be the best big bro ever though.

Signing off! Next appointment in 2 weeks!

Elliot's Last In-utero Flight!

Yay for that! The flights/layover to Knoxville was rough on me. I talked about that earlier. Mainly due to my inability to rationalize taking a STROLLER.

So, I thought there is no way the trip home would be like that. What are the chances.

It was pretty rough. I now blame the fact that I'm gettin large and in charge and again...the stroller thing.

My original perfectly planned 1PM flight through ATL then to Seattle was cancelled. BLAST. I leave around 12 or 1 so that I can keep him awake during the first short flight and then pass out for most of the long one.

My "can do" dad got me on a different airline that just left a couple of hours later. However a couple of hours to a 2 year old's nap schedule is quite a bit so he crashed on the short flight to Chicago...woke up grumpy and stumbling around the airport asking for DADDY SHISHY NAYNAY!!! Therefore I bought him some yummy Garrett's cheese popcorn and set up his Finding Nemo so that I wouldn't spend the layover chasing him around like I did at the Knoxville airport. I'm pretty sure a GAZILLION people laughed at my situation there. Big ol' preggo lady chasing a CRIZAZY 2 year old up and down the airport (luckily it was Knoxville so not big and not crowded). He lost a shoe and continued to run and fall, repeat, repeat, repeat. Smash his head ona rocking chair. Poop right as the started boarding so I sprinted to the bathroom to change him before getting on the plane.

Flash forward to the almost 4 and a half hour flight to Seatte. He didn't sleep but thankfully was only slightly hyper and restless the whole time. The dude in front of me did give me a couple of dirty looks when Giff banged on the tray table a little bit but I just couldn't muster up enough energy to give a darn. He had an empty seat next to him so I figured it was that bad he could just scoot on over and call it a day. Right when the pilot said "Flight attendants, prepare for landing" little dude decided to pass out. At least he took  20 minute nap for me.

Miss Elliot has decided to disagree with the whole flying thing which made me so glad that this was her last pre-birth flight. I had a gazillion braxton hicks contractions, major reflux, and totally thought I was going to hurl there at the end. Luckily I didn't. The guy sitting on the aisle in our row was none to pleased that I had to get up twice during the flight. I had to pee. Then Griff climbed under the seat and popped up a minute later saying, "I poopied!!!" So I took him back to the bathroom to change him. The whole way back he was yelling, "I poopied!"

And can I just say, if you haven't changed a 2 year old's poopy diaper while balancing him on top of an airplane toilet lid in a tiny little cell of a room, you haven't lived! It worked though. Then for some reason the whole way back up the plane he yelled, "Giddyup Horsey!!" over and over. No idea where that came from. I thought it was cute. Little stinker.

Elliot was SUPER active on the flights and actually all night. I think we have a future traveler on our hands! I had fun hanging up all of her new clothes from her loving family and friends today! Can't wait to put them on her cute little body!!!

I still have this cold/sinus/whatever thing going on. It's been  2 and  a half weeks so I'm beginning to wonder if it's pregnancy rhinitis or something. I have an appointent tomorrow so I'll see what they think. I'm a little worried though because I weighed myself this morning and according to my scale I haven't gained anything since my last appointment on Dec. 7....I'm hoping our scale is wrong because I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be pleased with that. It's hard to eat when you can't breathe! We will see tomorrow! I'm sure our scale is wrong and their's will show some major poundage. We shall see!

Protective Big Bro?

Griff is still not acknowledging baby Elliot. He still looks at me like I'm crazy when I ask where she is and doesn't like to put his hand on my stomach when she is doing her kickboxing.

However. If I ask  him to feel baby Elliot kick and he pretty much ignores me but I then ask Lila and Ansley if they want to feel her kick. As soon as they start heading over to feel it, he yells, "NO!" and runs over and puts both hands on my tummy and won't let them near.

Curious if that means he will be overprotective of her or if it means he is just greedy....we shall seeeeee!

7 Months!!

We are officially in the 7th month!!!

I am in Knoxville for our extended post-Christmas visitation. I thouht maybe a long visit would make the time go by faster and Miss Coco would be in my arms sooner. We shall see! My well-traveled belly is getting rather rotund which is the way I like it!

New things this month include getting a good 12 hours of bicycle kicks from little Elliot most days. I've had a cold for a week now (getting old!) and mom came in to my room the other night to bring some oils to see if they would help me breathe and she got to see the nightly belly dance. Sometimes when I lay down at night my stomach goes berserck as EC river dances on my organs. I LOVE IT! I love seeing her move so much. I wouldn't have it any other way.

She also better have a head-o-hair because I have been throwing up every few nights when I lay down to go to bed because the reflux is so bad...come on big money! Show me some hair!! The throwing up thing isn't too attractive though. At least Andrew hasn't had to endure it yet...oh but the will and he will so turned on...mmmmhmmm. As I have said before though, projectile vomit is a teensy tiny price to pay to bring home our little princess. I will take it a million times!

Other than that we are still doing awesome and I am so excited to meet our baby girl! About 11-12 more weeks to go!

And here is the belly!

The rare shot of Griffin acknowledging the fact that there actually is a baby in mommy's tummy. He thinks mama is gettin' fat and crazy talking about babies in her belly (seriously...how could that possibly happen??)