Wednesday, February 29, 2012


Did you know that yesterday was National Pancake Day?
Did you know that IHOP (International House of Pancakes) offers one free short stack of pancakes per person on this date?
I didn't...until yesterday.
So, I mustered up my courage and took Caderyn there with a friend and her little girl.
I thought it would be something that Caderyn would enjoy and a time when he could interact with his friend and I could actually have an adult conversation.
Based on my child's behavior, how exhausted I was after dinner, and the overall general consensus that I don't think he or I really got to enjoy our meal time, I have decided I'm no longer taking my child out to eat until he is good and ready.
I talked about it with my parents later and they said they did the same thing until my brother and I were older.
And, you know what? I completely get it!
Caderyn is at a stage when he is so full of life and energy that asking him to sit still in a restaurant and eat is almost too much.
I get it. It just took me longer to get there than I thought it would.
So, from now on, we are an eat at home family.
C'est la vie.
This is the one shot I was able to get of Caderyn when he wasn't jumping, screeching or licking the glass on the window behind us. He's a stinker.
P.S. gross. There, I said it. But you can't pass up the free pancakes!

In other news:

This dog hasn't really done all that much this week.
Yesterday she did take the time to vomit all over the carpet and in a corner that even my fingers won't reach. Nothing like trying to scrub the carpet with Q-tips. Oh yes, I was trying to do that.

The weather here has been deceivingly nice lately... I don't trust it for a second.
On Monday, I got home from work and loaded Caderyn in to his stroller and put Lucy on the leash and walked and walked until I nearly froze. Once that sun goes down it is chilllllly!
Yesterday, the weather was still nice so I loaded boy and dog into the Boo (the blue Subaru) and took them to a gated park that is actually a baseball field next to a train track (bonus!). Caderyn ran around with Lucy. Trains went by and Caderyn shrieked with joy. Lucy found a stick and smelled like horrible wet dog the rest of the night. It was good.

Caderyn has also been pretending he is a superhero.
And that's all she wrote.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012


Our living room/dining room/ play room area. I am picking things up and Caderyn is playing. I knock over a pile of cars from the dining room table but think nothing of it and just keep going.

Caderyn: Mommy!
Me: Yes?
Caderyn: Look at my eyes. Look at them now.
(so I do)
Caderyn: Don't do that again. That was NOT okay. Do you understand.
Me: (trying not to laugh) Yes.

P.S. This is how I discipline Caderyn. I make him look me in the eyes and get a response. If he doesn't answer yes while looking me in the eyes I say, "Yes, mom" and he has to mimic that. It works really well with him, but I think it is hilarious that this is what he did.
I'm still laughing about it.

Monday, February 27, 2012


Well, it's official. I have Monday-itis.
It's terribly contagious and I will warn you that if you should contract it, it is rather painful.

We had a lovely weekend. We're really low key these days.
Friday: I worked. Jeff and Caderyn took a nap. We went to Costco and had pizza. We went to bed.
Saturday: Got up. Hung out around the house and cleaned. Ran an errand or two. Cleaned out my fridge. Took a nap (glorious!), Made dinner and snuggled.
Sunday: Got up. Jeff's dad came in to town and took us to lunch and then chauffeured us around town while we finished birthday shopping for a certain someone who will be three in two weeks. Jeff and I snuck away to the movie Safe House and then I made dinner, ate dinner and then Jeff had to leave.

Caderyn and I both struggle on Sundays and Mondays.
Last night Caderyn didn't go to sleep until almost 11:00 p.m. and then, of course, he gets up early and is cranky and whiny all morning.

This is pretty much how they always go.
I blame it on the fact that we both really miss Jeff.

Friday, February 24, 2012


In my cyberworld readings, I've come across some blogs and articles by people who married young (Late teens to early twenties). Some of them wrote a testimony of their love for their spouse and why they felt it was important to get married when they did-- and are still married. Others wrote about the catastrophe their young wedlock turned out to be and have since moved on or are single again.

I find this interesting...and because this is MY fabulous and amazingal blog I'm going to share my two-cents.

(Our very first, official, date in April of 2004. Oh yes.)

I got married at what I consider young in this day and age. I was 22 when I got married and Jeff was 24.
I had met Jeff when I was almost 19 and he was almost 21. The first year that we knew each other was very hot and cold. Neither of us wanted to commit to a serious relationship, but neither of us could deny the attraction and the fact that we were crazy about each other.
When I married Jeff, I loved him. Very much.
But something weird happened to me as soon as we were pronounced man and wife. Reality started to creep into my veins and I realized how quickly I was going to have to grow up. It wasn't all about me now, it was about us and we. It was about we and working full-time and being separated from family and friends who I was used to seeing whenever I wanted. Now, I couldn't just go shopping whenever I wanted, I had to remember now that everything I did affected both of us, not just me.
The first year of our marriage was probably the hardest and I readily admit that.
Jeff worked nights. I worked long days. We almost never saw each other. We lived in an apartment with TERRIBLE neighbors who we (and by that I mean me) had to call the cops on all the time (they knew me on a first name basis). I was alone a lot. I didn't know anyone in the town we lived in. I missed my family. I missed my friends.
And I took it out on Jeff.
I started leaving on weekends to visit friends and family in other towns and I tried to find other ways to fill my time and the void of not having him with me.
In a sense, I think I tried to close him out a little bit and he didn't really know what to do about it so he started doing the same thing.
When I found out we were pregnant with Caderyn, I was so shocked and in disbelief that, at first, I cried.
Not because I was unhappy at the thought of having a child.
Not because I was unhappy at the thought of sharing this life with Jeff.
But because I felt this child was just a way to fill that loneliness when Jeff and I worked opposite schedules and never saw each other.
I never wanted that for my child.
But, let me tell you, that thought process ended pretty quickly. And by that, I mean like after a day I never thought about it again.
Our next year was filled with ups and downs, just like every marriage and relationship, but I began to notice there were more ups.
Jeff got a promotion and continued to work super, super hard (as he always does), but he also made an extra effort to try and be more available to me. We took a great trip to Phoenix together for Christmas and prepared for Caderyn's arrival and our second year of marriage.
Our second year or marriage was not perfect either, but it was better than our first.
Our third year was...hard again. Jeff still worked the night shifts and super, super long hours. He was home watching Caderyn during the days and running on empty from lack of sleep. I felt like I was doing everything around the house and I was also running on empty.
I still left town a lot, with Caderyn in tow, to get away from the loneliness and to be around people I loved since Jeff was working such odd hours. In return, to fill the void of his family being gone, Jeff started going downtown after his shift ended at midnight to unwind and talk to people. He couldn't come home and talk to me because I was usually asleep or I wasn't home.
A huge change in our relationship came after a rather large argument (yes, we have those) that involved how Jeff was still going downtown too much after work when he should be home with us. I was trying to make an effort to me more available to him and less like a mother to him (which I tend to do sometimes. I'm very bossy).
Shortly after that, Jeff made some phone calls and came to me with a plan.
He wanted to join the National Guard.
It was actually a fairly elaborate plan, but joining the National Guard was the very first step.
We sat down and talked and talked about it. I saw how excited he was and knew this was something I needed to support.
From the day we had that talk, things have just been easier.
Each of Jeff's decisions since then have been for the better. I know they may be hard now, but will they really seem all that bad two or three years from now?
He does this for us. To ensure that we will have a better future and life together and I support his endeavors because he is passionate about succeeding and providing.

So, yes, we married young. Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like if we'd waited another year or two. How would things have gone differently?
Looking back, I feel like we both still had a lot of growing up to do. We are still growing up for heavens sake! But, I also feel that if we hadn't gotten married when we did, we wouldn't be at this pivotal part in our life.
Jeff is back is school and doing ROTC all in another town during the long, long weeks. Yes, I miss him SO much, but I am confident in his ability to get the job done and keep his eyes on the prize. I am also confident that our relationship as partners and parents has never been stronger because of this growing we did together. We understand certain things about each other now that we had absolutely NO clue about when we were 22 and 24.

Getting married young was very hard and the road was not easy.
Getting married young involves a lot of sacrifices that you might not be ready to give up just yet.
Getting married young means you will have to learn to grow and change with each other for the better.
Getting married young was my choice and I wouldn't do it any other way.
I love my husband. I love how he has changed through the years.  I love him more today after everything we have been through and will continue to encounter together than I did the day I married him.

Getting married young is not for the faint of heart, and, in this day and age, marriage is not for everyone.
But I'm glad I found the one person I could walk through this life with who understands me and is headed in the same direction that I am.

Thursday, February 23, 2012


  I love my iPhone these days.

Officially 23 weeks today (Thursday). There are only 17 weeks left until our new little man enters this world. Crazy! Feeling pretty good this week! That 3-day weekend really energized me. I think everyone should have 4-day work weeks. It would keep everyone me...and I'm pretty much a standard representation of everyone.
This week I switched up my schedule a little bit. I have now started showering and doing my hair at night. I put product in it and then let it air dry and braid it before bed. The result is usually a crazy cool texture in the morning and then I play around with it for a bit and usually curl it. I've been able to sleep in a little longer and I have time to do my makeup in the morning. I think a good move on my part!
So, the usual questionnaire:
How far along? 23 weeks
Weight gain/loss: You will never know. All you need to worry about is how I'm going to lose it.
Maternity clothes? Yeppers.
Stretch marks? My fair skinned curse. I am noticing the more my belly stretches, the less harsh they look. C'est la vie. Still lathering on the lotion every day and drinking water like it's going out of style to prevent new ones.
Sleep? Great this week (I'm knocking on wood as I say that)! I usually wake up once a night to go potty. It's usually some time between 1:00 a.m. and 3:00 a.m. when baby starts being pretty active.
Best moment this week? Sleeeeeeeep!
Food cravings: Rice Krispies cereal with tons of blueberries mixed in. And, sadly, cake. I'm trying to be really good about this one though. And still and always pizza. I swear I could eat it everyday. Casseroly (new word I made up!) type meals with stuff all mixed together.
Gender: Baby G is a boy!
Belly button in or out? In, but I noticed that it is looking super stretched all of the sudden.
Movement? Not a ton. I've been pretty busy this week and usually don't get the chance to sit down until around 9:30 p.m, but he has given me a few good thumps to remind me he's there.
What I miss? Going to Zumba. Having smaller legs and butt...they just look so big this week. 
What I'm looking forward to: Being a family of four and having the summer off with my boys and all of my family! That will just be the best thing ever!
Weekly wisdom: This link has kept me laughing all week long. My all time laugh your pants off one: "Hey mama. It's cool. I know that pooping on the delivery table is completely natural." I about lost it when I read that one.
Milestones: Baby boy weighs more than a pound and a half right now and is about 8 1/2 inches long. His face is fully formed, but he is still lacking all of that cute baby fat. Baby can hear me breathing, any tummy bubbles I might have, my voice and any outside voices.
And now, back by popular demand, yet another rendition of That Lazy Corgi of Mine:

Kiss your mother with that mouth? 
I am sooooo neglected 
I can seeeeee you 
Matchmaker Matchmaker make me a match, find me a find, catch me a catch 
Serisouly woman? No more pictures, I'm trying to sleep on your couch pillows.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012


Last night while I was taking the most gloriously hot shower it hit me.
I am only 26 for, like, one more week.
And then I will be 27.
That's like a whole new level of 20s my peeps.
Now when I say, "Hi! I'm a 27-year-old married mother of two"'s going to

But in honor of one of my favorite days of the year--the day of my birth--I'm going to tell everyone what I want.
Oh yeah.

So because I am pregnant, I really DON'T want any clothes or money for clothes. No thank you.
I also don't want any shoes, because I noticed last night that my feet were swollen.

I would really like a gift card to The Target, the Tar-jay. I could spend oh so much money there.

I would also maybe like a little bit of cash to spend in Phoenix when I visit over Easter. I kind of want to buy a cute little baby thing or two.

I would REALLY, REALLY like a spa day. Think massage, facial and the works. Most days I struggle to feel pretty in this expanding body that harbors yet another man-fetus, so anything that will make me feel pretty or relaxed would be amazing.

A cupcake. Duh.

A date night with my husband. I haven't had one of those in awhile. I would like to go out to dinner with him, ice cream and then a movie. Please someone find it in the kindness of their hearts to allow this.

And that's pretty much it. :)

Any maybe some pizza. That's what I crave these days. Pizza and a bowl of Rice Krispies cereal with tons of blueberries thrown in.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


For Valentine's Day, I remember my parents always did something special for my brother and I.
I wanted to do the same thing for Caderyn, so I resolved to make him a yummy breakfast.

I made a French Toast Bake and it was super, super easy and really yummy.

I will definitely be making this again.
You will need:
  • 1 loaf of Texas Toast
  • 1 stick of butter
  • 1/2 cup of brown sugar
  •  4 eggs
  •  1 1/2 c of milk
  • 1 tsp of vanilla
What to do:
  • Melt stick of butter in a saucepan and add brown sugar. Stir, stir, stir until they are well mixed and then pour this mixture all over the bottom of your 9x13 baking dish (rectangle). Spread it around with a spatula if you need to.
  • Layer your baking dish with six slices of Texas Toast. It should cover almost the entire bottom of the pan.
  • Mix eggs, milk and vanilla together
  • Spoon half of this above mixture over the first layer of toast.
  • Then, add another layer of Texas Toast, so six more slices
  • Pour the rest of the mixture over the top.
  • Cover with tin foil and set in your fridge overnight.
  • Wake up and preheat your oven to 350 degrees and put that deliciousness in the over for 45 minutes.
What I would do differently:
  • I might do 1 3/4 cup of milk and one more egg to make the mixture just a little more dense. Mine had some dry spots.
I served this with strawberries and sausage and LOVED it.


Our weekend was very low key.
The main event was Monday when Caderyn had tubes put in his ears.

Post surgery 

Here are my thoughts as a mother:
1. We didn't make a big deal about Caderyn going in. The night before we told Caderyn he was going to the doctor in the morning to have his ears fixed and that they would feel much better. We told him he would get to meet lots of doctors and nurses and they would be his friends (he loves making new friends). We also told him they would put a mask on his face and then he would wake up and feel a little funny for awhile but that we would be right there with him.
This might sound like a lot for a two year old to process, but he seemed to soak it all in.
He was very friendly and bubbly to everyone there (he isn't shy!).
2. Bring some books and toys from home and a comfort item. This definitely kept any anxiety or boredom down before the surgery.
3. Refer to the gown they have to wear as a "costume." Caderyn thought this was hilarious.
4. It was so hard to let the nurse take him and walk down the hall and through the surgery doors. I just about lost it.
5. The ear tube surgery is literally like ten minutes so don't expect to be waiting for long. Caderyn's was about 15 minutes because he had SO much fluid in both of his ears.
6. They bring him right in and put him in your arms while he is still knocked out. It was freaky because he was so floppy.
7. All children come out of anesthesia differently. Caderyn flopped and flailed a lot and then cried and cried and drooled for about 30 minutes. That was hard too. You just have to stay calm and keep talking in a soothing tone and touching to let him know its you and you're there. Caderyn likes it when I tickle the back of his neck so I tried to do that when he would calm down a little. They are usually really out of it.
8. They bleed from their ears a bit, that is normal.
9. The nurses said he would sleep really well for both his nap and then at bedtime because of the gas. LIES! My child almost didn't take a nap. He did sleep okay last night.
10. I was very impressed with how quickly it went. Caderyn is up and running today.

Friday, February 17, 2012


Oh weekend of thine dreams! Thou hast deprived me for too long. How I pined for you. How I craved thine's attention.

Jeff is home (hooray!).
We will be cleaning.
Getting new brakes on the Boo (the blue Subaru)
I will be getting a manicure and pedicure
Studying for tests (Jeff)
Writing stories as a freelancer (Me)
Probably watching Supernatural (Jeff) and freaking out (me).

This here artwork is something I drew for my friend. We were brainstorming "get rich quick" ideas and thought our town needed a place where people could get both pizza and cupcakes WHENEVER they wanted them. We called our imaginary eatery The Fluffy Pepperoni. One day this dream will come day.

Thursday, February 16, 2012


For Valentine's Day this year, I managed to contract the pink of the eye aka pink eye.
So that's why you all get the special treat of seeing me in my glasses.
The last picture above was taken today, and, as you can see, I am pink eye free.

How far along? 22 weeks
Weight gain/loss: None of your business. I'm seeing a difference in my arms this week. I'm kind of bummed because I've been trying to work my guns out a lot. Oh well.

Maternity clothes? Oh yes. Pretty much everything in my closet is maternity with the exception of a few things.

Stretch marks? Probably until the day I die. My fair skinned curse. Lathering on the lotion to not get any new ones.

Sleep? Last night wasn't great. It's kind of hit or miss. I usually wake up around 1:00 a.m. and 3:00 p.m. to pee. Baby G was kicking me around 3:00 a.m. last night so I couldn't fall back to sleep very quickly.

Best moment this week? Pink eye (insert sarcasm). Valentine's Day was really nice with Caderyn. I made him a yummy breakfast and he got some special treats and then he told me I was his "special girl." This made me smile. Also, I'm noticing baby really likes certain foods, like cereal and pizza. I get big thumps if I'm eating one of these.

Food cravings: Right now...I could really eat like a huge plate of Thai food with noodles and rice all mixed in and a really spicy curry sauce. Lord, that sound so amazingly good right now. I've also been craving Fruit Loops. I can tell I want them because I can smell them even when they aren't around.
Gender: A busy little boy.
Belly button in or out? In. Never has gone out...
Movement? Not as much as last week, but definitely lots of movement. As I type this, he is fluttering under my right side ribs.
What I miss? Pretty much the same as last week: sleeping on my stomach, a good beer or glass of wine on a Friday. Feeling in shape. Oh, and being able to take an Aleve when I have a headache.

What I'm looking forward to: Seeing Baby G's face. Having Jeff home from school and my parents here for the birth and entire summer! Seeing how quickly I can focus on losing the weight. Having my two boys together and bonding. I'm actually not all that worried about Caderyn, I'm worried about me sharing my focus between two boys.

Weekly wisdom: It is hard but it is worth it.

Milestones: Jeff got to feel Baby G kicking. He kept his hand there and just smiled for most of the night. This week Baby G is around 8 inches long and just over a pound of cute little baby fat. Caderyn was a long baby and I think his brother will be long as well.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


Because that's what it is, right?
Why do we need just one day to celebrate the love in our lives?

In honor of this silly holiday, though, I did get Caderyn some treats and make him a tasty breakfast that we shared. He wasn't all that interested in it and I had to feed him most of it...that was romantic too.

Last year for Valentine's Day, Jeff was thousands of miles away at basic training and we weren't able to talk. I don't really remember what I did. I think Caderyn and I ate cupcakes and I might have drank some wine or something.

This year...I am without my love again. He is only 114 miles away in Missoula, though, and we are able to talk. So I guess it's a little better. He did send me a romantic text message telling me he loved me...and then he followed that with another one saying he wouldn't really be able to talk today because he was super busy with ROTC and school. Pshaw.

But that's okay. I don't need him to call me, gushing to me of his eternal love. About how he would give me the moon if he could and fight of a thousand dragons just to prove his commitment.
He showed his love for me by marrying me and joining life with me. By giving me children and loving them. He shows his love by working hard, harder than anyone I know and then making scary, but confident life changes like joining the military and going back to school for a Master's Degree.
Jeff's love is in his desire for improvement and to better himself, challenge himself, and to care for his family and want the best for them.

And I show my love by being patient with him...oh so very patient. Did I mention patience?
All photos were taken by my friend Lisa. If you like what you see click on her name, I've linked you.

Monday, February 13, 2012


Last night, I wanted to give my family a delicious dinner in honor of Valentine's Day.
So I made Tuscan Pasta with Tomato-Basil Cream Sauce. I didn't take a picture of it because it looked EXACTLY like the above picture and I was pretty pleased about that.
How to make it (and it's super easy!):
1. Go to the grocery store (duh!) and get: cheese ravioli, sun-dried tomato Alfredo sauce in a jar*, 2 tomatoes, some basil, and some white wine.
     *my changes (because I'm awesome): I couldn't find any sun-dried tomato Alfredo sauce in a jar together so I just bought some Alfredo sauce and a jar of sun dried tomatoes. I chopped up the tomatoes and put them in the sauce. Voila! Also, I can't stand fresh basil right now- must be a pregnant thing- So I just added some dried basil and it tasted just as good.

2. In one cooking pot, fill with water and bring to a boil. Add raviolis and cook as directed.
3. In another cooking pot/ aka sauce pan, put sun-dried tomato Alfredo mixture. Add 2 tsp of white wine, 1 tsp of basil, and chop up two tomatoes and add to the sauce. Cook on medium for five minutes stirring occasionally.
4. When both are done, put raviolis in a large pasta bowl/ bowl/ plate and pour sauce over the top of the pasta.

It was super easy and SUPER good. I also served it with a salad with mixed berries and that was pretty tasty too!

For dessert, I made the "Too much chocolate cake!" but I modified it (because I'm awesome like that). I haven't really been in a chocolate mood lately, so I changed it and made the recipe with Funfetti cake mix. I think it tasted just as good!
1. Go to the store and get: 1 box of cake mix (I chose Funfetti), 1 large box of pudding mix (I chose vanilla), 1 cup of sour cream, 1/2 cup of vegetable oil, 1/2 cup of applesauce, 4 eggs, 1/2 cup of warm water.

2. At home, mix these all together nicely in your mixer and then pour into a nicely greased bundt pan (I love that word...bundt).

3. Put in your PREHEATED oven at 350 degrees for 50-55 minutes and take out when it is springy.

4. Let it cool, transfer it to a plate and frost to your liking. I made a vanilla buttercream frosting and then put red and pink sprinkles all over.

5. Take a picture before you eat it...because it's, like, devoured.

I'm definitely looking forward to the leftovers!!


Caderyn LOVES getting someone else I know (me).
He was very excited about his Valentine's Day treats:
The card
The M & Ms
The  Cars coloring stand.

And now, another always-famous rendition of "That Lazy Corgi of Mine"
The second Jeff gets home, that Lazy Corgi of Mine is all up in his grill being cute and demanding.

That Lazy Corgi of Mine hopped up on this couch and didn't move for over three hours. She would do a pathetic growl if we got too close and disturbed her thoughts of squirrels, tennis balls and Cheerios on the floor.

This Lazy Corgi of Mine pouted like this most of Friday and Saturday because it snowed again- a lot. This makes her potty breaks difficult and chilly (if you know what I mean) and it also means she can't go for walks (Our area gets very slippery and they don't usually shovel).

While the snow fell, that Lazy Corgi of Mine sat on the step and looked sadly at her yard disappear yet again.

Friday, February 10, 2012


Ladies and gents, our new little boys name starts with a "G."
Gaagil (Native American) Resembling a raven.
Gabai (Hebrew) A delightful man.
Gabal (Arabian) From the mountains.
Gabbana (Italian) A creative man.
Garvey (Gaelic) A rough but peaceful man.
Gaylord (French) One who is high-spirited.

None of these are Baby G's namesake, but aren't names so interesting???
I love looking at the origin, the history and the meaning behind a name. I have ever since I was little.
When I was younger and more nerdy than I am now...if you can believe that...I used to check out baby name books from the library just to study the names and meanings. Sometimes I would try to create a family of names just based on the root of the names, so creating a family of Scandinavians. Odd, I know, but I'm sure my parents appreciated it because it kept me entertained for hours.

Off topic!
Back on track!

So when it came to choosing a name for our special little one who is due in only 20 weeks (it sounds so much closer when you say it like that) we thought long and hard about it.
Like Caderyn, we wanted our second child to have a name with meaning, with history and one they would appreciate.
If you're new to this reading zone, my first child's name is Caderyn James.
Caderyn is Welsh/ Scottish and is the root form of the word captain. If you were a soldier way back when and wearing a kilt, your commanding officer would have been called a Caderen (Kah-der-in). Say it with a short "a" and roll the "e" and the "r" a little if you can.
I can because I'm awesome.
Modify, modify, modify and years later, the name Caderyn evolved with the meaning "battle ruler" aka captain or ruler of the battle.
Pretty cool, huh!
We loved it. It was different and yet modern with a good touch of history.
We wanted the same for our new little one. This one will have a name that's a little more common, yet unique and very right in history of both the name and our families.

So what is it?
Well y'all will have to wait until he gets here.
This one will keep you on your toes :)

Thursday, February 9, 2012


But to trip you out a little, I'm going backwards.
Today I am 21 weeks...
10/11 weeks 
4/5 weeks 

How far along? 21 weeks

Weight gain/loss: None of your business.

Maternity clothes? Oh yes. But I did wear all NON maternity yesterday and today I am wearing two NON maternity shirts. I'm quite proud of this.

Stretch marks? Probably until the day I die. My fair skinned curse.

Sleep? A little better some nights. Last night, not so great. I had heart burn (dang those jalapenos I put on my pizza and little dude kept kicking my bladder). Plus Caderyn had a bad dream so I spent a few hours sleeping with him in his bed and he kept smacking me in the face.
Best moment this week? An awesome, awesome Sunday and Monday night of sleep. 9 plus hours both nights.

Food cravings: Cake pops (trying to be careful). Berries. Pizza.

Gender: Boy!

Belly button in or out? In. Never has gone out...

Movement? Last night I sat on the couch and watched my belly thump around a little. It makes me very happy.

What I miss? Sleeping on my stomach. Having a good beer every so often. Cute outfits/ feeling in shape.

What I'm looking forward to: Each passing month and getting closer. The whole summer off with my two boys and family! I haven't had a summer off in five years!

Weekly wisdom: This is just a moment in time.

Milestones: Actually feeling the thumps from the outside and seeing my belly move.