20 weeks- HOLY CRAP! Halfway done!

How far along? 20 weeks!
Total weight gain/loss: As of 2 weeks ago I'd gained 4 lbs... it's probably more now!
Maternity clothes? yes, please.
Stretch marks? New ones? No.
Sleep: I sleep well until either Rufio or Joe touches me- then I'm wide awake and, I'm pretty sure, growling at them.
Best moment this week: Seeing the baby at the u/s and finding out HE'S A BOY!
Movement: Sometimes I *think* I feel him, but it's gas. Sorry people. Pregnancy is gross. However, there have been 3 different instances when I wake up and feel a hard spot on my belly and a second later, it's soft (Joe felt it too!). The Dr. said that could be his head or butt sticking out and then moving! So that's cool!
Food cravings: Those popsicles that are basically cool-aid in a tall, skinny bag and you cut off the top to eat them... we call them Chilly Willies. I ate 6 last night.
Gender: BOY!!!!!!!
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? Still in, though Joe swears its getting shallower... weirdo.
What I miss: beer. Magic Hat #9 to be precise.
What I am looking forward to: feeling him move!
Weekly Wisdom: It's pointless to get all upset or nervous over nothing. The entire week leading up to the u/s, I was asking Joe "What if I can't feel it kick because it has no legs?" or "What if it's missing an arm?". I got REALLY nervous the morning of, but we went in and he's 100% healthy! Great heart, great brain, great kidneys, great tummy- everything! All that worrying for nothin'.
Milestones: Finding out it's a boy!

Hello there!

Ok, I've been trying to keep up 2 blogs- a baby blog and this one but that is dumb and I can't do it anymore! I give up- I'm putting baby stuff in here.


We met our little boy on Wednesday! (yeah... he doesn't have a name yet.)

and here's his peenie weenie (no, I will not call it that to his face once he is born):

I also thought it would be cute to take pics of the first purchases that Joe and I made for the little guy. Here's mine: (AAAAAAAHHHHHH SO CUTE!)
.... and Joe's:

... and YES, I did explain to Joe that it will be quite a while before theboybabywithnoname needs a regulation size football (or a $30 REGULATION SIZED FOOTBALL at that!). However, he told me it wasn't for him to play with, it was for him to pose next to for pictures. Ok...

Excitement.

I mean REALLY!!!!

I am a very bad blogger...

Yeah... it's been a while.
Between a few snow days here and there and days off of work for holidays, not to mention morning sickness- I've just been slack around here. The good news- this is the last week of Cheerleading! YAAAY!

Now don't get me wrong, I <3 (most of) these girls to death, but at some point, I'd like to go home at 3:30, please. Especially when I'm exhausted and all I want to do it lay on the couch watching DVR'ed "Deliver Me" (I'm starting to think I have a problem).

Something that's been on my mind lately is my life after May. "The Plan" is for me to take a year (or possibly more) off from teaching. I'm not a huge fan of the district I'm in (the people are great, but it's just so far away! AND I'm learning that I am NOT called to work with middle schoolers in an educational setting. We don't mesh.) AND I just want to be home with the baby for that first year.

But then I got to thinking "Who do I think I am to walk away from a perfectly good job, when, in this economy, there are a TON of people who can't find work at all!? What makes me think I'll be able to 'get back out there' when the time is right for our family?" A TON of districts around here have hiring freezes- for example, when I leave, they won't replace me. They'll either NOT have music, or have the high school music teacher come by a few times a week. I just can't stop thinking about that.

I feel like I'm free-falling from a high trapeze with no net.
(Well, I guess Joe's salary is a net... but not a huge bouncy safe-looking net)

ANYWAYS, the reason I'm even here at home and able to blog at the moment is because I've had a teeny bit of spotting this weekend and, being the massive worrier that I am, I called the Dr. who aid everything sounds fine, but that she'd have me in for an ultrasound just to "ease my mind".
So here I am, 9:40am on a Tuesday, just finished an Egg McMuffin, about to jump in the shower, very much ready for some "easing of my mind".

Go Cyclones!

In attempt to NOT be in a foul mood all day (dispite the fact that I will not be getting home until around 9pm tonight) I am trying to be SUPER optimistic about our away game this afternoon!


I'm even attempting to make a list of all the fun things about away games.



1) ... bus rides are fun... right?

2) ... we're riding on the girl's bball bus, so I won't have to worry about anything going on with the boys- they'll be on a completely separate bus!

3) ... it's always fun to see other schools.

4) ... the girls' friends aren't all there to distract them!

5) ...bonding time?

6) ... I do get paid a little extra for this, after all.

7) ... doesn't this look like the most fun EVER?!

Told the fam!!

We told our family last night and the reactions were hilarious and precious!

Joe's dad did a dance. 5 times. AND couldn't stop smiling.
Joe's mom said she needed to come up with a cute/hip grandmother name because she's "not 50 yet!"
My dad: just kept yelling into the phone (He lives in Nashville) "This is great! This is great!"
My older brother, Matt: "I'm gonna be an uncle!"
My 13 year old brother, Sam: "Hey! I'm gonna be Uncle Sam! 'I want you.'" Dork.
My other parents (I was adopted when I was 14): "Can we be Grands and Jeffy?!'
My grandmother: "Really? Are you serious? Really? Are you serious? God is good! God is good!"
Joe's grandmother: (laughing) "I thought you had them dogs!" (great grammar, Grandma)
16 year-old brother, Harrison: "What? You're a pregnant? PREGNANT?!"
10 year old brother, Simeon: "So if I'm your brother, and Caveny is our cousin, and the baby is lower than us...?" Sam: "Simeon, it's not a food chain!"
My 9 year old cousin, Christopher: "What are you gonna name it?" "I hope it's a boy but if it's a girl that's ok, too." "So when my kid is 6, you can drive it around?" "Yeah, but I'm gonna wait til he's 7."
My 7 year old cousin, Caveny: "Mom, do you think they'll let me hold it?"
My 6 year old cousin, Carter: "YUS! I'M NOT GOING TO BE THE BABY ANYMORE!!"

The Year in Pictures

... because all the cool kids are doing it.

January: I was the most excited I had been, basically in my whole life. Not only was I about to marry my best friend, but all of my other friends who I have known from different times, events, schools and time zones were all about to come together and meet each other as they watched Joe and I get married. Oh... and the bachelorette party... when I made this face:

February... duh.

March: Easter! Who doesn't love a bunny cake?!





April: We went on a fun trip to Atlanta to visit Rebecca (last visit before she moved here to SC!) including a Braves game, the Varsitt and going to see "Forgetting Sarah Marshall". Which was all awesome. (Also, this was the month Ashley annouced her pregnancy!)



May: My Ole Mac passed away. He was 19.

June: Family beach trip! Here's my cousin Christopher with his "friend" he found on the beach!

July: (ok 2 for this one) Lots of boating it up with Joe's family (that's me and his brother's girlfriend, Sam) and hanging out with my ever-expanding best friend Ashley- who had just discovered she was in fact having a boy!

August: Back to school, but not before a fun end-of-summer party followed by a birthday dinner for my baby brother who turned 16!

September: Panther's game with Joe, Henry and Sam!

October: Halloween!

November: After over 3 months in the ICU, Grandaddy comes home on Thanksgiving Day!

December: (ok, ok- 2 again) Quin arrived
...and we discovered that our lives are changed forever!