Week 36 with Fat Bastard Face

Yes Sniffer, I stole it...Fat Bastard Face. My face has totally filled out and I feel like the state puff marshmallow man. Today I begin week 36 and I cannot believe it. I have finally reached the point where I visit the doctor every week and I have to be checked for "progress". I feel like I'm ready and then a minute later I feel scared as hell. I can't wait to meet this little man. Tyler and I have finally decided on 2 different names the initials will either be LSS or ZSS. We have decided to see what he looks like and then choose. I never realized how difficult it would be to choose a name. It is such a big responsibility. The little guy will have this name forever. It will be part of what defines him. When choosing a name I wanted to make sure that he would not have to endure horrible nicknames at school. I had god awful nicknames, for example, duncan donuts (not too bad), tampon (horrible), contamination (Extremely horrible), drunkin duncan (high school), and my personal favorite which my dad still calls me (Tammy Faye). After 9 months of thinking I feel like the two names we have chosen are safe.

This coming weekend is my baby shower, I can't wait. My mom is flying over on friday and I'm so excited. I always miss my mom but man since I've been pregnant I have never wished more that she lived close. Some afternoons when I'm doing laundry and have to go to the grocery store I think "man...if mom were here she would come do this for me." My mom takes my crap, listens to my problems and will do what I ask without question. I can yell at her and a minute later tell her I'm sorry and she always says "what for, you didn't do anything wrong." She rubs my feet, makes my favorite foods and Tyler's favorite breakfast (homemade biscuits and gravy), makes fun of me when I'm being a bitch, she washes and irons my clothes when I come home for a visit, babysits my dogs, and loves my husband without question. My mom is open minded and progressive and has the greatest sense of humor. She is smart, funny, and absolutely gorgeous. She knows what I'm thinking and can explain (especially to Tyler) why I'm crying (especially when my eggs are cooked wrong). Thank you mom for showing me how to be a loving mom. I can't wait to see you.

Baby Spence Nursery

Here are some pictures of the babies room this far. The pictures in the frames will be changed out to pictures of Tyler and I and the baby (when he comes). My sister painted the murral of Horton when she stayed with me in January (Sorry about the picture, the futon is in the way). Tyler thinks it looks like Horton is pooping out the receptical. :) We are going to move the futon out after my mom stays with us and put the rocking chair in there. My brother in law is building a shelf to put the stereo on so I can move that off the baby changing table. I love it so far.
This weekend was once again spent cleaning and reorganizing. Tyler and I bought a new stove(I didn't feel like our old one was safe, it would randomly come on) and a new cabinet for our kitchen. It looks so great in there. After re-organizing the kitchen we cleaned the whole house AGAIN. Tyler told me that he wants to get me a construction hat and clip board because I always have some project for his weekends. I say WHATEVER punk.
Life is good though, I can't complain. The baby does this awesome thing in the morning where his butt is so high it protrudes out of my stomach. Tyler says it looks like an alien is trying to come out. I love it, I sit and rub it every morning.
I am getting bigger for sure and I here all these random comments from families at work like "Oh my Tammy, you look like you are going to pop any day" or "Let me see your feet, are they swollen?, the feet always determine when baby will come" or "Wow you're really waddling now!" or my personal favorite from one of the kiddos "I want to see the baby, open your mouth!" So many kids try to lift up my shirt to see the baby. It has been really fun to see what people are going to say.

Family Time

I have this awesome sister in-law who had this great idea to take pictures of Tyler and I together this weekend. It was so fun! Thank you Rory. I love the pictures so much. Tyler is usually taking them of me so it was fun to have him in them with me. The little boy in the pictures is my nephew, Apollo, he just turned two, he's so adorable.
This weekend was packed full of family fun. We had Apollo's second birthday, Rory and I went shopping, and we spent lots of time with the grandparents.
Tyler and I are continuing to prepare for Baby Spence. I finally found his outfit I want to bring him home in. I will have to post pics of it later. It's so cute. I love buying baby clothes. I have to admit I'm glad that I'm not having a girl though. OH my gosh, I would be broke. There are way more cute girly clothes then boy but I'm still finding my fare share of cute boy stuff. Tyler keeps wanting me to wait and not buy too much but its so fun. I keep picturing my handsome boy in these cute clothes!

Week 32...I can't believe it!

This picture is a little yellow but you get the idea. I'm still feeling good and my emotions have been in check which has been great. Yesterday was such a fantastic day. Tyler and I spent time catching up on Rock of Love, The Fringe, and Desperate Housewives ( he hates Rock of Love and Desperate Housewives but you know, I 'm pregnant...I choose). It was so nice to spend the day being lazy together.
I cannot believe we have less than 2 months to go. Everyday I hope that my little boy looks just like his daddy. I want a little Tyler running around with his dark spikey hair and freckles. Tyler keeps telling me that he can't wait to meet him and I always reply, YES YOU CAN. I want this baby to cook to full term.
Here is a poem I found in by baby book that I just love and wanted to share with you all.

When One Become Two

A new life begins

a fresh heartbeat

a flutter of feet

a new soul.

Little miracle placed in my womb

I feed you, I nurture you

and the string between our hearts grows strong.

Little one growing in my womb

Daddy and I lay our hands upon my growing belly

and wait for you to flutter a reply.

Little person living in my womb

I welcome and cherish your consuming

presence

and long to gaze into your deep, warm eyes.

Little baby curled up in my womb

I anxiously prepare for your arrival

and dream of touching your soft new skin.

Little child born of my womb

I embrace your tiny self

and dream of holding your forever.

Oh baby, sweet baby

a fresh heartbeat

a flutter of feet

a new soul.

Jacquelyn DeLaveaga

Week 30

I cannot believe it is already week 30! Holy cow time has flown by. Tyler took some photos of me today in my lounge wear so enjoy! Sorry about the blue dress picture, I look like a drunk pregnant lady, SCARY!! Tyler really wanted me to post it.
P.S. Happy Birthday Grandpa Scotty!!

Picture of Health

I just got back from my prenatal visit and my doctor told me that "I'm lookin good"! He said that my blood sugar test results are perfect, my blood pressure is perfect, my weight is perfect, and that my blood count is the best he's seen in weeks!! He told me I should teach a pregnancy class. I was so excited. My mom has had me stressed about all this stuff the last few weeks, so I went in with a little anxiety today (She's a worrier). I feel so relived and happy. Tonight I plan to celebrate by eating a huge bowl of ice cream:)

Nesting with Spic and Spanness!

I usually consider myself to be a good housekeeper. It's something I picked up from my mother. She is a woman who would wake up on the weekends at 5:30 in the morning and vaccume the entire house. She does a load of laundry everyday just to stay on top of it and washes every dirty dish (instead of filling the dishwasher). Growing up around this kind of neurosis really rubs off on a person.

However lately things have gotten a bit obsessive around here. Just ask Tyler. The house is spotless. I have been cleaning in a compulsive manner since I found out I was pregnant. On top of the fact that I have been nesting. So I spend my weekends organizing and reorganizing, cleaning and re-cleaning. I just keep thinking I want it all done before my little nugget gets here so I can relax in a clean house. I know its really unrealistic but it makes me feel better. I am also the kind of person who likes to get everything done and then relax. It really puts a lot of stress on you to live this way when your pregnant. There is always something else to do. I have spent more time cleaning and organizing then relaxing lately. When I finally do relax and sit down my body says "Holy Crap Woman!! Has anyone told you that you are pregnant." and then I fall asleep. So as you can read I am loads and loads of fun to be around.

Tyler has taken to calling me boss, drill sargeant, director, and task master lately. But what a good sport he is, he just goes along with whatever I ask of him. This weekend my big idea was to get everything out of its box and get all the boxes to the dump. We succeeded on getting both car seats, both strollers, crib, changing table, and swing put together, however we did not make it to the dump. I was told by my lovely husband that he was "done and going to play video games," he went on to inform me that he hoped I would find something to do with myself that required me in a horizontal position.

He is right I need to spend more time enjoying this moment instead of obsessing over stupid things. I look down at my belly every once in awhile and I think I am so blessed, I love you little baby and thank you for coming into my life. Being pregnant is going to fly by, it already has. I need to relax and enjoy it. Everything will get done. Besides my mom will be here soon and I will make her clean!!!!!