Baby Kicks!!


  For the past few days, I’ve been feeling like I could feel the baby move when I sneezed or did something abruptly… Just a quick movement and then things felt still.

But tonight, as I ignored the Packers getting their butts kicked by the Lions, I felt continuous baby kicks!

My absolute favorite part of pregnancy has begun!!! I feel really excited. My little baby boo is happily splashing around. 

Could be the excessive amount of 7up I just drank, but either way, my heart is warm.


A Celebratory Weekend

To say this was a packed weekend would be an understatement. With my husband’s 28th birthday (he’s a youngin’) on Sunday, we made our way downtown to the Blue Jacket for some delicious (but very expensive) food with Mark’s friend CJ. It was a fun little dinner date that had us home by 10:30 pm.

Saturday morning, I was up early to get a few things done around the house and get ready for my sweet Katiekins’ bridal shower at the Iron Horse Hotel downtown. The shower was gorgeous and our friend Carrie who just had her baby on Tuesday made it, too!

The beautiful decor.

The beautiful decor.


Tasty & extra fudgey cake!

Tasty & extra fudgey cake!

Local food... SO delish! I woke up thinking about those buttery green beans.

Local food… SO delish! I woke up thinking about those buttery green beans.


My favorite lady friends... even sweet Carrie!

My favorite lady friends… even sweet Carrie!

The cutest little piglet favor!

The cutest little piglet favor!

After the shower, I stopped by Anthropologie and Pier One to return an absurd amount of knobs (from the nursery dresser) and pick up my final selections (two from Anthro and the rest from Pier 1). I then ran home to put the knobs on the unfinished dresser and force my husband to admire them…

The dresser with the final knobs. Who knew it was such a process...

The dresser with the final knobs. Who knew it was such a process…

Knob close-up.

Knob close-up.

After the knob admiring (I refuse to acknowledge the awkwardness of that statement), my husband and I went out to Devons Seafood for a DELICIOUS seafood birthday feast. Mark’s sweet momma was just so lovely and gave us a gift certificate for the restaurant as a joint bday/anniversary gift. And let me tell you, we enjoyed it!

Sunday morning, it was time to start the whole “getting ready for the bridal shower” routine again… this time for my brother’s fiance. Then, my mom (2 weeks post-op), sister and I jumped in my car and headed back downtown for my third time that weekend. The venue was this super cute Italian restaurant that opened just for the shower. The shower itself was being thrown by my mom’s extremely generous and kind network of women. In fact, they are the same lovely ladies who threw my bridal shower last year!

The food at the shower was delicious… no complaints here. Think breaded eggplant sticks, pizza, pasta galore! Everything looked wonderful and it was nice to catch up with my aunt and cousins who were also there.

After the shower, mom and I were zonked. So, what does one do when their husband decides to spend his birthday helping a friend move GIANT Persian rugs all day? Watch Pretty Little Liars, of course. So, mom and I gelled all day… her in her drug-induced stupor and me in my Liars-induced stupor.

When the husband was finished with his slave labor, he met me at my parents’ house and we all had a little bday dinner together. Then, when we got home, I gave my hubs his gift, some cake with a candle, and this perfectly us card…

Happy birthday, Lovey!

Happy birthday, Lovey!


It must be mentioned that our sweet girl made herself VERY present during our Liars Marathon… in fact, she had been practicing her acrobatics all weekend. It’s almost a bit crazy. I can’t imagine what’s going to happen as she gets bigger. She might break my ribs…




Dear Baby, Is that you?

Is that you I'm feeling?

Is that you I’m feeling?

The most common question I’ve been receiving lately is whether I’ve felt the baby move yet. My answer to-date has been, “no… I don’t think so?” But, as of yesterday, I think my answer is feeling a bit more like, “I don’t know… but I think so!?”

On Sunday I felt a weird sensation on the left side of my belly that almost felt like a twitch. I made a comment about it to my mom and hubs, but kind of felt like it was too noticeable to be this “flutter” of a kick people have been warning me about. Then, yesterday as I was driving, I felt a similar sensation… although a little less severe… in the same area. I put my hand on my belly and made a noise like, “hmph,” which is code for, “what the f**k was that?”

When I finally crawled in bed last night, I decided to give the old tum a few pokes and prods to see if I could recreate the flinchy sensation. And, sure enough, I felt it! Quite a bit actually. I started to analyze the feeling and thought, I guess this could be described as popcorn popping (another description I’ve heard used to explain the initial movement sensations). Then, within seconds I started thinking, “could I be imagining this?”

So, now I’m left with the overwhelming thought of, “Is what I feel the real deal? Is this my little babe?”



My weird dreams have been in overdrive lately. Last night I literally dreamt that one of my friends was having a little relationship with a high schooler. I had to explain to her that because he is under 18, that’s technically rape. What the heck??

Other than the bizarre inner workings of my mind, I’ve also had an inability to smell my dinner once I’m done eating. The second my fork hits the plate for good, the smell of dinner almost immediately starts grossing me out and polluting my senses. That has actually been going on for quite some time. It’s probably one of my husband’s least favorite symptoms because it means clean up time needs to start immediately after finishing dinner.

I’m still in very high spirits these days! Feeling great and lucky and excited and happy. I can’t believe that we will get to see our sweet baby boo in 4D in just 3.5 weeks! And of course, find out if this little nugget is a boy or a girl! Such excitement!