laila, laila, laila!

Laila is moving so much. Now it is to the point were you can actually see her elbow or foot when you look at my tummy. It's a weird feeling...like your tummy hardens, you look down and see a little formation poking out like an alien. I get scared to touch it because it feels so weird ha! I kept telling her please stop moving so much! I sing "you are my sunshine" to her to calm her down. she wants to come out already. and I don't blame her. But sorry Laila...mama's not ready yet.

We finally transferred all the guest room furniture out of her room. So it's empty besides the changer and swing that we put together last night. We were so excited to have the crib all together and it came in damaged. So now I was stressing that the furniture isn't good quality and we spent so much mulla on it. I am such a nitpicker when it comes to furniture...I need to just calm myself. So we now have to wait for the crib and dresser. Maybe it's a good thing since we still have to paint. Hubbie and I laughed so hard last night. It took us a good 45 minutes to install the swing we received from some friends up north. We couldn't figure out how to clip on one part. Jason looked at me and said...we can barely do this and we are going to be parents in 3 months!? It was so surreal putting our peanuts things together. The dogs were a little baffled. But they probably won't understand until she arrives home. Just counting down the days. keep ya posted.
here is the infamous swing....

entering the third trimester.

I can remember clear as can be the day I found out I was pregnant. I was about a week late, but didn't want to take a test because I knew I have been through this before. All the disappointments after 6 months of trying. This saturday morning was different. Two lines appeared this time. My heart was pounding and I couldn't believe it...like really I had to pinch myself. I was freaking out! Jason was sleeping and I had to work so I just left and headed for CVS to purchase another test to make sure. I arrived at work and Fran saw me glowing and she knew exactly what I was glowing about. She made me go in the bathroom to take the other test. This time it wasn't the 2 lines...it actually said pregnant! I don't think there is a word that describes how I was feeling. Later that night I told Jason.
Now I am a little over 27 weeks...time is flying! I have been very fortunate so far with an easy pregnancy. I have the backpain and the discomfort. But never really got sick. Yesterday I had the braxton hicks contractions...or so I think from reading all 20 pregnancy books i own. Sharp pains shooting down the vj? yea...i think thats it.
I feel like there isn't enough time in the day. I'm am being extremely obsessive about making room in the house. Her room still needs to be painted and her crib and changing table have already arrived. And now that I can almost officially say I'm in the 3rd trimester scares the heck out of me. It's almost here. Sometimes I feel ready and other times I am just terrified to even think about it. I try to focus on the exciting things. The shower, Laila's nursery, and when I get to see that little face everyday.
I am going to be a mommy! How weird does that sound? Remember when you were a little girl and all you wanted to do was play house and you had your own baby. I am actually going to be living that. Then my little girl will be doing the exact same thing. It's such a beautiful thing.

i'm in a frenzy!

i'm ready to redecorate.
have my baby shower.
complete the nursery.
have laila be here.

i'm soooo overjoyed with excitement!

10 things that put my panties in a wod.

prego women can barely do anything...

1. can't eat any fish because of the damn mercury (not fair...of course we are going to crave this), i'm tired of eating chicken!

2. can't go to fun events with friends like halloween horror nights because you get worried someone will bump your belly or you will get so terrified you'll pee your pants (our bladders can only take so much...you can't even sneeze without a little leakage) There is always the option of a wheelchair...but what fun is that?

3. can't go jogging to try and keep yourself in shape because your belly just weighs ya down. You have to stick to the indoor stretching, yoga, or just fast paced walking. Walking the dogs seems to be the extent of my exercise plan.

4. can't consume alcoholic beverages. period. why the heck not...haven't we suffered enough. Even with breastfeeding you can't drink that much. You have your limits. Yea...i know makes me sound like an alcoholic. Our hubbies tend to do enough drinking for the both of us during pregnancy.

5. can't lift anything heavy. We have too much to do around the house to prepare for the little one. Which means getting all crazy and stepping on ladders to reach the highest shelf in the closet.

6. can't enjoy a day off of work because you are at the doctor's office most of the day. Getting checked and poked with needles.

7. can't see your hoohah unless you have a mirror infront of you. Makes things a little more difficult to clean up...you get my point.

8. can't wair those fabulous pairs of heels anymore. You can, but trust me at this point your back is killing you and all you want to throw on is a pair of flops.

9. can't move as fast as you used to. Now I know how the old folks feel.

10. can't sleep a full night because your either peeing, back hurts, or the baby wakes you up. And now days of sleeping on your back are over. Side sleeping is the only option...so they say.

oh...and one more thing...can't even have a functional brain.

Some advice for all you fellow preggers or planning on becoming prego...invest in this book.

3 things.

little britainusa on hbo is hilarious!!! see for yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9lo9e78alk

my brother is hanging with Screech from Saved by the Bell tonight...jealous! I wanted to be the one who asks him how Zack Morris is doing.

and my poor little man Koda just threw up all over the bed. I thought I would be able to just take the comforter off and be good. No...never that easy, it soaked all the way through to the sheets. So now at 8pm at night I have to strip the bed, wash the sheets and disinfect everything. No more soup bones for my little mooshman.

Gosh...this is just the beginning. I'll be up in the middle of the nights changing poopy diapers and god knows what other bodly fluids from Laila.

updates on the prego life.

I must say I have had a really easy pregnancy considering some of these horrid stories I have heard. A little nausea in the beginning but never got sick were I was hoovering over the toilet feeling like I was going to die. I wasn't able to barely eat, besides the occassional saltine or ensure drink to get something in my tummy. No one could even tell I was pregnant until the last month. So far so good with the stretch marks (keeping up everyday with my palmer's cocoa butter), no linea nigra, no nasty skin lesions, no excessive weight gain (except for the 10 lbs. I put on in a matter of one month! but let me get to that later.) I mean everything has seemed to be going perfectly. And just to know that everytime we go to the doctors (which is now like twice a month) the doc informs us our baby girl is healthy and moving like the next michael phelps makes us extremely happy. Laila Gianna (yep...we finally named her and were too impatient to wait to tell anyone) has been non stop in my belly. It's such an indescribable feeling! And now Jason get's to feel her all the time. In the beginning, I would be sitting in the next room screaming at him to come and put his hands on my belly bump so he could feel her. He couldn't feel anything...it's like she stopped once she knew daddy wanted to feel. Then this past week he got to feel her kicking and punching every night. Daddy's face just lit up! "ooooh god...that's so weird" he says. Yea...try carrying her and feeling her all day and night. She wakes me up and everytime after I eat she is moving like there is an alien taking over my body. You can now see my bump move a little. I get the occassional cramps...which worry me because they say that can be a sign of early labor. Then I think "oh its probably just gas." I miss being able to lay on my belly to make the pain go away. The headaches are finally gone, but now it made its way to my back! The maternity massage last week helped for about a day. These past couple weeks I have had the pain under my ginormous boobies. I can't cough without it hurting. It's harder to breathe. And the nasty taste of acid indigestion...bring on the tums! I wouldn't trade these feelings in for anything.

The start of Laila's nursery has begun. We got her closet done. So much more space. But still have the clutter of her stroller, swing, and all the other gifts she has gotten already. And we haven't had the shower yet. Not to mention we still have all the guest room furniture in there that needs to be moved over to the other bedroom, but can't be done until I call people to pick it up. I'm procrastinating...i know! We still have to paint (but are going to hold off until I get the bedding that is ordered online). The furniture will be ordered within the next week and then it will all come together. I want everything to be done before she gets here. Even though she will be sleeping in our room for a good 2 months. I think my nestyness gets me crazy. I need to just sit back and relax. I am a cleaning machine...probably doing more then I should be being 25 weeks pregnant. I just feel like there is not enough time. The holidays will be here and past and before ya know it the Laila that I have been carrying for 9 months will be here! Thank goodness for family...always here to help!

I got my checklist of appointments and things to schedule. Made the prenatal appt with the pediatrician today...so that's one thing checked off the baby do list. I have doctor appointments every other week it seems. So, my appointment on Friday made me upset and nervous. The nurse did the usual routine of taking my blood pressure and weight. When she weighed me her face didn't look to reassuring when she was doing the math. I asked her how much I gained total as of now. 18 lbs! ok...now that sounds like a ton of weight to me...but everyone I talked to said how lucky I am. The nurse said I gained a lot in a matter of a month. Well duh! My bump just popped out a lot in a matter of a month, of course I'm going to put on a lot this time in the pregnancy. She said I am still under the normal weight. Now Laila is gaining all her fat...so it's time to stop eating the late night junk food and loaded nachos! But my belly is the only weight gained. My arms and legs are still kimmy skinny. The hormones take over and I start to cry saying I'm fat...I hate that picture of me. This week I didn't meet with Dr. Marks, I met with another doctor in the practice. She sat with me asking me what they ask me every week. "How are you feeling?" Then plops you up on the table to check the heartbeat. It took her a good 5 minutes to find the heartbeat. I starting getting worried. Every other time they would place it on the exact spot and you heard it right away. Every place she put the doppler it was me...my tummy noises. Laila wasn't cooperating! I then felt her moving like crazy. She was moving around so much she couldn't keep the doppler on her heartbeat. With all these scary stories I have been hearing of people loosing their babies freaks me out and breaks my heart. I can't even imagine.

God and our loved ones in the heaven's are watching over us. Only 100 days to go and as nervous as I am...I am sooo excited!! I can't wait to meet her!