Over the tipping point!

Today is the last day of my 20th week!  Saturdays are mini "birthday's" around here - She is due on a Saturday and I start a new "week" that day!   I was so excited to reach 20 weeks this past weekend - I am officially at the half way point - the rest is just me getting her safe!

Right now, I can feel her flipping around in there - it is such a lovely yet creepy feeling.  Right now I am enjoying the sensation and will continue to do us until she gets a little bigger.  The gentle "taps" and rolls are fine but Jason is fond of reminding me that soon she is going to be BIG and there is not all that much room in my rather tiny frame.  Soon, she is going to be banging into important organs and getting hung up on stuff.  Thanks to a over active imagination and the obscene amount of horror movies we watch, my brain has taking something sweet; and totally Alien-esqued it out on me.  Plus all of my friends screwing with me is not exactly helping ---- I fully expect to be the first case of a spontaneous birth by eruption.   

I decided on the nursery colors and ran them by El Capitan - he agreed that Pink/Gray with random splashes of yellow was as close to "gender neutral" as we were going to get.  I don't think he understands how much pink shit I can cram into a small nursery!  =D  

I have finally started having the creepy baby dreams that so many have been warning me about.  The first one was Ok; just her already being here, post eruption, and me forgetting her in random places.  Even in my dreams I am a scattered brained mother! OY!  My nap dream today involved a really twisted version of "Look Who's Talking" morphed with "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels."  I woke up confused and slightly excited that she is going come with accessories; like a Rambo-Barbie!

We went to our first baby doctor appointment on the 16th (which just happened to be Jason's 30th birthday) and got to hear her heartbeat; it up 150 BPM this time and strong! Now, I have to suck it up until mid August until I go back for my first 3rd trimester appointment!   Jesus - I am crushing this whole being pregnant thing.

Karma bit me in the ass earlier this week and now I am paying for it.  Well, Jason is paying for it but it blows for me as well!  I have been mockingly proclaiming that if pregnancy was going to be this easy (I mean, I made it 18W 3D before I had a inkling!) then I was going to give that Duggar broad a run for her money!  I was still in my "normal" clothes, the scale bounced up a bit but so did my boobs so I pretty happy, no symptoms or sickness.  BAM!  Monday I woke up bloated, popped out and obviously preggo!!!!  Yesterday I looked at my ankles and couldn't find them.  It seems that I am now just 2 thighs with feet.  It is really fricken' gross......I have the legs of Gilbert Grape's mother.  I have kept the stretch marks at bay by bathing in Coco Butter but this kid is hell bent on leaving her mark; looks like I am going to be rockin' spider veins.  Huzzah!!!!!

That is all new on this front.  We have a busy weekend planned - a cookout/cool kids HS party Saturday and  baby furniture shopping Sunday!  Good times!

Have a great last weekend of July!

One Blessed Momma!!!!!