stories and facts

Until now, "pregnancy brain" has not been a problem.
YET:

Yesterday, I began to do laundry...began with a large load of darks.
Came back 15 minutes later...began transferring to the dryer. They felt weird.
I had forgotten the detergent.
Reload. Wash. SIGH.

Went back another 15 min later: laundry, soap, water all in.
Lid to washer wide open.
Shut lid. Wash. SIIIIGH.

Finally get dark load into dryer while I wash load of jeans.
Dark clothes out of dryer and dry! YAY.
Put jeans in dryer and throw in dryer sheet...start another load of darks.

Come back 15 min later: Dark clothes washed. Jeans still in the same place.
Forgot to start dryer.
Put washed dark clothes on TOP of wet jeans.
Dry. SIIIIIIIGGGGGH!!
Then this morning, went out for pair of dried jeans.
LEFT garage without jeans. Had to go back for jeans second time.
Seriously...what is WRONG WITH ME?? Ha.

Story #2.
We went to church with Billy's granny on Sunday. Went to wee wee before the preaching. On the way to wee a lovely young woman stopped me and said, "I'm so sorry, but I have to touch you!" And she proceeded to put her hands on my belly.
Now, let me say that I've been repeatedly warned about strangers offering their opinions, if not their hands, to me and how annoying it is.
Well, it wasn't.
To be honest, only two people in my life delve into the joy of the belly rubbing: Billy (duh) and Shellbelle.
Now, not everyone is comfy touching others. But if you are, YOU SHOULD TRY IT!
This woman, Nicky, was so sweet and loving and just JOYFUL about this coming child, that it was just overwhelming.
I made her do it again after church!
Thus, at lunch with Billy's Granny, Poppy and mom, I made them ALL rub my belly and told them they needed to do it more often!
Best part? Poppy was the MOST Excited about it! I know!

Story 3, if you have the time:
As I said before, I wee'd before preching at church. Without realizing it, I found myself in the same restroom in which I'd dressed for my wedding.
Standing in the same sitting room, in front of the same mirror.
I looked at that reflection and realized how different I was from then. How graced our lives have become...and how our hearts have softened to God's blessings.

Later yesterday I realized how many things I take for granted, including this easy pregnancy I have (no matter how much I groan)...and how blessed I am to have such things and people in my life.
That's all for now. (Whew)

Oh! FACTS:
Shrine Circus is lame.
Boots are not for preggos.
LOTS of things are not for preggos.
Billy is soooo cool.
Baby kicks rule...even when they hurt.
Hip pain NOT COOL.
Next Doc appt Wed.
Birth classes April 5. Yay!
And, guess what? Billy's NOT scared! I know, I was shocked too!
:)

Kim & tigerlily

And the winner: SALSBURY STEAK!

Remember: God is so good.

Soooo, I'm eating salsbury steak for breakfast. I don't know who is cooking for Stouffers (Mama Stouffer?), but they're a GENIUS. Mmmm. And I'm highly amused that not one person thinks my eating salsbury steak for breakfast is odd. I'm at my desk, eating and most people come up and say something like, "Ooooh, salsbury steak! Yum!" Or "I loooove salsbury steak...you're so lucky!" Yes, yes I am.

Time is plodding right along. We've still got an active "Cletus" standing on my innards and I'm still able to work out somewhat (though I usually have to stop two or more times to wee) and eating alright. I have bouts of the "MUST HAVE BROWNIES NOW" emotions, but I hear that I'm just being girlie.

More frequently, I have days where I just feel like everything is wrong. Like from the inside out. I'm sure it's my ever-changing hormone crap...which is fine, I guess. I'm just riding the bull at Gilley's (as my mom says!). By God's grace I'm still on the bull and still as chipper as I can be.

Next: the CIRCUS!! Yes, yes...we will be going to the Shrine Circus to see if the evil Shriner Clowns try to get us to join their crazy cult! YAY!

Love
Kimmer & Cletus

Normal? who knows

Will be 27 weeks PG tomorrow and my babygirl moves all the time! I don't know if it's normal for a baby to move THAT much! I'm not concerned at all...I'd only be worried if I didn't feel her move.

I am not feeling as WOO HOO as I have been. I think that things will now get right into the other miserable part of pregnancy - the tiredness and aches and pains. I workout regularly now...and it usually makes me hurt for the next day or more. Hips, leg cramps, the normal stuff.

I'm also a bit more depressed than before...I really don't want to get out much unless it's just me and husband. I can't explain it at all...but being with him is top priority right now. (Besides my walk with my Lord) I really don't want to see or be seen by anyone. Difficult. The guilt is overwhelming. Gyah!

Oh and let me add that the GUILT from not wanting to get out is almost harder than the actual hiding. Being human RULES.

But I have to say, honestly, that this big, bulbous body is awesome. AWESOME. I feel strong and capable while I feel soft and vulnerable. Amazed at how this whole thing was put together, ya know? How could this be an accident? How could this not be the intricate work of a merciful, graceful God? Exactly.

My sweet husband still kicks it hotpotato style...can't get a grip on how great he really is. Whoa.

Kim & Cletusblue

For my own entertainment...

My belly button is disappearing. This is not something I considered. But seriously...what once was a hole? Is now just a dent. I've never seen inside of there. Freaky. Sheesh, I hope no other holes start vanishing.

Leg cramps bad. Bananas, GOOD!

I am one sexy mama.

Indigestion bad. Shasta GOOD!

Can pregnant women hold Garage Sales?
We're about to find out.

Preggo body GOOD...new preggo cellulite? BAD! ha.

Have overwhelming desire to watch Bugs Bunny VHS tapes all the time.
Do not be surprised if you see some on our registry.

People who mind their business about your belly? Good.
Men who know you're preggo who STILL ask, "Still gettin fatter, huh?" BAAAAD!

Sweet, sweet husband.

This is not a "toot my horn" post...but more of a "toot his horn" (oops, dirty?) post.

I have the sweetest, most precious husband ever. He is head over heels excited to be a daddy and is already wearing the daddy pants. Everything he does and thinks of has to do with his family and his coming daughter. He constantly wants to feel her kick or move...and is always talking about how we could improve our home and life to accomodate her. We just celebrated our two years by going out of town together (all three of us!!) and enjoying a last silly hoorah before the big event. I'm so amazed and humbled and thankful for this man, who I could have never pieced together with my own ideals. God has made the more-than-perfect-for-me mate and I am daily shocked that I have him! WOO!!

The weekend jaunt was soo, so much fun! We missed our puppy (heh) terribly and from what his 'grandma' says? He missed us too! Didn't know dogs could get the blues...but I guess he's just special.

Lilyblue is very active now...more active than I expected. She LOVES to tap dance or tae kwon do on mama's bladder! Yes, she does! Oh yes she does!! The other night, I was actually HURT by her ninja kicks. Cool!

Still wanting to hide out at home. I'm nesting like never before. Just call me Tweety. But I Wove my home and famiwee! Yay for famiwee!

Nothing else to say...we registered for birthing classes so that Billy can be even MORE terrified of stuff shooting out of me. BWAHAHAHAHAAA!

We love ya'll!
Kimmer & tigerlilycletus

Sigh!

I now fit into only ONE (ha ha) pair of pants. One. I do have a pair of "normal" jeans that I can still get into if I A. leave them unbuttoned and B. don't care how trashy I look. Hee hee.

This was a fun and not so fun weekend.

My energy was absolutely sapped and caught a bizzarre case of the blues. Don't even know why...just could not break it. I don't have any desire to see many people...or rather, have them see me. I feel monstrous and gross and really out of control.

Sigh.

In other related and rather boring news, I'm being kicked from the inside quite consistently. It brings great relief to Billy and I when this happens.

Billy and I have been married for TWO whole years today. I feel like it's a holiday! So, let's all take off work, close the banks and go to the zoo!

I hope to have more to post later...you know, more than just BLAH BLAH CRAPPY BLAH.

Love
Kimmer & Tigerlily (this is what Billy calls his daughter...everyone together: awwwww!)

Hiding out!

God is SO good. I am so thankful that He is providing for us and honoring us. We are so very happy to have so many friends who have baby daughters of their own...we have already received so much stuff! I have already said thanks but really, THANK YOU to those of you who have helped us out so. Our babygirl will be the fanciest-dressed ever!

Oh, did I mention we're having a girl? Ha! I forgot to post that from before...yes, we had our big ultrasound and nope! No little nubby down below! It's a girl! We are naming her Lily Blue and she is already showing some serious ninja moves down below. Even Billy has already felt her kicking from the outside. Yay!

So, I mentioned "Hiding Out" above...which has been what we've (I'VE) been doing for the past couple of months. Everyone and their gramma's possum is sick right now and has been...so I've avoided a lot of person-to-person contact to avoid the crap that's been traveling around.

Also, the hiding out thing has been wonderful! My sweet, sweet husband and I have had SO much fun and so much bonding time together. We talk and talk, watch movies and laugh. It's almost as if we're in training for the rough, sleepless times ahead! Again, God is so very good.

I have to say, I'm still not enjoying being pregnant all that much. The "glowing, feel-good" second trimester has kind of come and gone. I gained 7 pounds last month, which is not TERRIBLE, but if I keep going at that rate, my third trimester will not be pleasant. Also, my pubic (sorry to be gross) bone has started hurting. It goes from feeling bruised to feeling like the bones are rubbing together. That is making working out harder to do. Also, this weight gain has made all of my collected maternity pants useless. I have ONE pair of precious blue jeans that are not only fitting, but still a bit too big. SO, I wear them for three days, wash, then re-wear. At least the shirts still fit, eh?

Billy and I are so excited to be building this loving family...in addition to all the loving family members we already have!! We are looking forward to making everyone uncles and aunts and second cousins and great aunts and great grandmas, etc. We hope this is as exciting for you guys as it is for us. We're praying for you and love you all DEARLY.

Even when you get on our nerves, jerks. HA!

Kim, Billy & Lily Blue (Cletus!)