22 weeks - what's in a name?

Ok, $20 bucks to the first person who can identify this flower...

...ok, not really- but you will get kudos for guessing the baby's name.

It's now been nearly a week since we found out we were having a girl. What a difference it makes to go from calling the baby "it" or "muffin" to "her/she." It's as though she is no longer a foreign object and now is a member of the family.

I do have to confess, I went out and bought an outfit for her- I HAD to do it before Ryan did! It is the cutest little outfit I have ever seen! Little overalls with patches on it and a butterfly onesie. TOO CUTE! No more shopping for us though- we promise! (right, Ryan? :-)

Sleep is sooooo overrated. Although I am not as physically exhausted as I was in the first trimester, I never wake up refreshed, no matter how much sleep I get. Now I seem to always have heavy eyes, but lots of energy. Here is a typical night: go to bed around 11:30-12:00, wake up at 2:00am from hunger, figure I may as well get up to pee, but I don't eat. Go back to bed, fall asleep, wake up an hour and a half later because my back hurts, so I spend the next hour trying to get comfortable (I now have pillows everywhere)- try the left side- arm starts to hurt do to previous shoulder injury, try my back (even though I am not supposed to be on my back, by this point I am desperate), flop to the right. I am still hungry. Finally fall asleep an hour later with a cat next to my head. Wake up to the same orange cat yelling at me around 7:30 (feed me mom- I am going to DIE if I don't eat NOW!)- push him off the bed, he comes back, pet him, push him off, fall back asleep for another 20 minutes, then finally get out of bed. 3:30 in the afternoon- I am burnt. So I listen to my body, lay down on the couch, this time with the tail-less cat, sleep for an hour and a half, wake up even more tired.

But it is all worth it...

...right?


She is kicking all the time now! I love it! She's like an adorable little rumble in my tummy. Ryan has felt her only a couple of times though- I think he is getting frustrated with her because he will grab my belly and try and make her move! It's so cute.

The upstairs is no longer a red zone- you can now walk through it. We are working on colors for the room, but will most likely go with a light green and chocolate brown as the main colors, and maybe yellow and raspberry as accents.

Look! My belly button is almost an out-ee! And when I laugh, it definately becomes an out-ee. It's hysterical to watch!


Big hugs to all.