they really do grow up too fast.

Our Little Baby is gestation-ally 20 weeks old today, and I feel it has gone by way too fast just yesterday they were the size of a blueberry and now they are a banana. Next thing I know I'll blink and they will be in my arms and I'll cry. I'll blink again and they will be having their kindergarten graduation and I'll cry. I'll blink and they will be going to prom and graduating High School, I'll cry. And they they will be going on a mission(boy), or getting married(girl or going on a mission too if that's what's in store for them). I'll really cry then.

Who ever said 9 months was a long time lied. Someone please tell me it slows down, I'm probably the only woman in history to want to just get really big and stay that way for a good long while or be huge the whole 9 months.

We find out the gender next Wednesday the 8th of June at 12:30 Texas time! I don't know if we are more excited to see the life we created or to know if Jose will be buying a Manu Ginobli Fat Head for Rocky or he will be buying Kristen anything and everything she wants because his heart will be forever melted. Ok...I doubt Jose will buy a Fat Head but I wouldn't put it past him if our baby is Rocky his room will be decorated in black, navy blue, basketball orange and silver...San Antonio Spurs colors, which is why Manu Ginobli would be very fitting and it will be awesome. If our little baby is Kristen, her room will be fit for a princess.

Which speaking of girls. I really think our little baby is a girl. Here's my reasoning. There are two wives tales, one being if you dream about your baby they will be the opposite of what you dream about, i.e. you dream of having a boy you get a girl and vice versa. I have not had this dream I've had dreams about our children. The other is if you have a dream about your baby and you see boy or girl parts you are like 75% likely to be having that baby. The other day, I believe it was Thursday night, I had a dream and we were having our ultrasound done and let me tell you there was no doubt about it our little baby was a girl! She was not shy at all. I guess we will see on the 8th! oh and I've also had the wedding ring and the string thing done to me too and I was told then that it was a strong boy, but the majority of the websites I've found online said girl! So I'm not sure what to think on that one.

Jose makes fun of me because I am just about obsessed with wives tales, but it's only because I want to know so bad if I get to go shopping for a girl or a boy!! And if I'll be taking them to soccer practice or dance class! This is so worse then being a kid waiting for Santa to come. It's down right torture.

love.

Feeling my baby move around and kick and punch or whatever they might be doing, I love it. They are getting stronger and stronger each day and I can feel them more and more each day. I feel like compared to some I felt our baby late but I didn't want to believe I was feeling movement until I really knew "oh. that was the baby". I didn't want it to maybe be gas or something other then my child. It is such a sweet feeling. We were told that within the next week for sure we should be able to feel the movement inside my belly with our hands on top of my belly. I am so excited!!

I'm even more excited for June 8th at 12:30 to hurry up and get here! Because that's the day I get to see my precious angel's face for the first time!! Finding out the gender will only be a plus, but seeing the life we created will be the best.

Note to self.

Crawfish boils with fried catfish, chicken strips, yummy yummy corn, potatoes, cole slaw and yummy hush puppies at a beautiful wedding is a bad idea for this preggo. :(

Yep woke up at 5 this morning and paid my dues to the porcelain god till 7:30 then finally went back to sleep till 11. Thank goodness.

My friend Jessica from work got hitched last night at a beautiful outdoor country wedding under a magnificent tree where while all the women were all distracted by the actual ceremony, the men of course could not take their eyes off of the dead limb that they thought would fall on the groom and the groomsmen and possibly the front row on that side. Men are silly. We had a grand time though. The food was really good, I didn't have any crawfish because I could not stand the smell, and I tired to avoid the catfish I wasn't in a chicken mood so I mainly had corn and hush puppies which was scrumptious.

Jessica looked gorgeous. I'm so happy for her, they leave tomorrow for a week long cruise for their honeymoon. Her honey's name is Jason.

My sweet honey is the best he woke up and and came and found me in the bathroom and stayed there with me and every other time I got up he got up with me. He says I worried him really bad with how sick I was, but was so sweet and willing to get whatever I needed. I know he was so tired but he did it anyways. He treats me better than I could have ever imagined and I know he will truly be the best dad ever. He text me today while he was at work at Kohl's saying he all of the sudden got really excited about the baby. I asked him what he was excited about, and he replied, "I am excited just thinking about holding the baby, and waking up in the middle of the night to rock the baby". He melts me.

week 17.

week 17 with about 17 million things to do this week.

Today being Monday I cleaned our bedroom which was long over do, and still needs just a couple more things done to it.

Tuesday-work, dentist, then back to work, then home to clean.

Wednesday-work-baby appointment ( I like to call them baby appointments because they are checking up on the baby right? and well me but that's besides the point, to me it's more for the baby which I'm perfectly fine with my little world revolving around this precious little one) and then back home to probably clean some more.

Thursday-work, get ready for Jose's pinning ceremony for school, Jose's pinning ceremony.

Friday-Jose's graduation, my friend Jessica's wedding right after.

Saturday-most likely celebrate Jose being DONE with school. yes DONE,.......FINALLY!! woo hoo bring on the bill to pay off those loans!!

Next week on Thursday the 19th of May, we are running away to San Antonio for a very long beautiful anniversary weekend. I am thrilled. And determined to have an exceptionally clean house before we leave. We somewhat did the baby's room last weekend and moved things to where they would be for when we get the crib and other baby needs.

I'm so excited and the simple act of cleaning a room and rearranging furniture almost brought me to tears with the reality of a 5 inch from head to their tiny cute tushy baby, my baby, our baby, inside me. I am making and sustaining life. In just one month we will get to see our precious baby for the first time via sonogram. I am more excited to see him/her then to find out if they are a girl or a boy! I will be 21 weeks by then and over halfway done, barely.

The girls I work with think I am the only person alive that when pregnant wants to be big and fat and waddle from day one. Jose tells me all the time my posture has changed since we found out we are expecting, I guess I stand in a way that makes my belly stick out more?? who knows, I don't think I stand different. Although it's getting more uncomfortable to bend over because of my little belly. When I sit up straight I can feel my belly on my thighs and that's really weird. I've had people tell me "oh you're not showing yet" and I always reply with "well with how abnormally skinny I apparently was I am showing". My little brother, Porter,(He's 11) gave me a great Mother's Day Present on Sunday when we dropped by to give my Mom her card, I showed him by bare belly and said "LOOK!" and he replied with "You're FAT!" Probably the greatest compliment ever. I never really understood or realized how skinny I really was until now, and I'm convinced I really did/do have either a jaded perspective on myself when I look in the mirror or I have some sort of non-existent/existent/unintentional eating disorder, because when I looked in the mirror I saw a normal healthy looking/healthy weighing 21 year old. And according to my Mom's scale at her house (we don't own one for the sole reason we both would probably be exercise freaks or not eat) I weighed more then I wanted to, but was fine with and tried to maintain that weight. At 9 weeks gestation I weighed like 128-129 pounds which was almost 10 pounds lighter then what I thought I weighed. I've pretty much always had that kind of perspective though, call me anorexic if you like, I don't care. I remember in Junior High I would buy the mediums because I thought that's what fit when really the x-small fit. I've always thought that I am bigger then I really am, but trust me I don't, or didn't intentionally not eat until like 8 at night I really, honestly would forget. But no worries I eat almost constantly now, almost. I eat 3 meals a day and snack lite in between and before bed some. I did however watch my portion size before we got pregnant because I was eating as much as Jose if not more and I would eat until I got sick sometimes. I kicked that habit real quick. Jose's Mom doesn't think I eat enough for me and the baby but I eat as much as I'm comfortable with my max weight gain that I want to gain with this pregnancy and so far I'm pretty sure it's around 10 pounds. If you are worried ask Jose he will tell you I eat more then I did before. And religiously take my prenatal vitamins. The baby loves fruits and veggies. My Mom has a garden and she grows snow peas and the other day I went over there and she pulled them out of the fridge to show me she had harvested a pretty big bowl full and put them in front of me and I had to have her take it away from me because I ate nearly half the bowl. She kind of got on to me but there was a bowl of gummy dot things on the counter too and I replied with the smart comment of "Would you have rather me eaten those?" Of course she couldn't argue. In fact I'm grateful for these healthy cravings, I'm going to try and incorporate a more vegetarian diet into our lives. We of course will still eat meat but more often just veggies. Or more veggies then meat. I'm excited, Jose's even kind of excited.