The four pounder!

Tomorrow marks 33 weeks of plumping and growing, the baby is meant to be about four pounds by now! That is only 1/7 of the weight Dani has gained, seems pretty excessive. Even though it is so very apparent that there is something in there, it is still not completely real to me. When it kicks and fidgets my first thought is major digestion issues. I have to remind myself that Dani is not just faking it by pushing out her belly and making her intestines dance. However, last night I had a bit of a freak out and had anxious waking moments of car seats, strollers, breast pumps, diapers, and all the related stuff. Never thought that shopping for a stroller before bed would make for a restless night, probably a natural response to get me ready for the all night alarm clock that is to come!

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This is what Dani looks like when she is trying to smuggle a dodgeball.

From Belly 12.19

Aforementioned Mound of Baby

What a cutie!

Campy

The trip to Geneseo was canceled due to stomach issues. It was very sad to come home last Friday and feel so sick that I just colapsed in bed, to make it worse we were to leave in less than 12 hours. With a 104 temp and fast and loose stools, I decided this may be the worst time to fly. Though we were both despondent at not being able to see the family around the holidays and show off the mound of baby, it was for the best. I am just now back on real food and got my lab work back with a positive culture of Campylobacter. This too will pass and we will come show off the baby soon enough and probably when there is no threat of wintery mix and the only fecal matters will be the babies.

Gifts from Granny and Auntie G

Appearantly Kate wants us to have a very frilly girl and/or a "furry monkey".

Regardless of the gender- or species- it will not get to enjoy my new "Big Game Bib", sorry kid.

(Yes, cousin Cassidy has the same one. ) Go Bears!

Yoga baby

I love going to my prenatal yoga class on Saturdays. It is such a relaxing way to start the weekend. Each class begins with us mommies sitting with our eyes shut breathing in deeply and out in a breathy sounding "Ohm". We do this three times. The room resonates with the sound and I can feel it deep in my belly. I think the baby likes it too. Some poses are challenging (I really dread Pigeon Pose), but overall they are great breathing and moving techniques which prepare my body for the big day. The photo doesn't have much to do with yoga, but I thought it was funny that this free-range chicken had chosen the seed bin in which to push out an egg.

I love him or her so much...

I can't seem to find the clip online to link, but if you are familiar with the movie Raising Arizona, you probably recall the scene where Ed (short for Edwina) holds their "new" baby and hugs him sobbing "I-i-uh lo-uh-ve hi-im so-uh mu-uh-uh-ch". It's a pretty hilarious scene, and lately I feel like I could break down and start crying that I love our baby so much. I'd have to say, H.I. McDunnough says it best.

Beach belly

While on Marco Island, Baby G kicked just about everyone in the family, including cousin Cassidy as I held her on my belly.