Before I went all out and told you all about the birth story of our son and share photos of him and all the juicy details, I thought I give a little punch of color and pizzaz to this part of the blog, since the last few weeks of my pregnancy were more about emotion and wanting to meet my baby than anything else. Now that he's here, we can really have some fun!
  • Based off of a inspiration room I saw online about a year ago.

  • I'm very drawn to vintage and my husband is drawn to anything that he can build himself. We compromise a lot on colors, coordination, and structure. Clean lines with a bit of whimsy.


 
Week 21. Over halfway to the birth of our son. We couldn't be more thrilled with how healthy he is and the exciting little things like feeling him kick more (even if it is my bladder most of the time). Unfortunately, hubby hasn't been able to feel yet; hopefully soon!

Cravings this week have been limited... I went through a definite Zebra Cake phase for a couple days. Fortunately, my wonderful husband, helped me to see that buying a couple at a gas station would be better than buying an entire box at the store. Or was it?
I've also been feeling desparate for a taste of my FAVORITE burrito place, Flaming Amy's. I can sit and just imagine the avocado ranch dressing, the bacon & cheese, and the chips w/ salsa. But, I don't want to give in since the calories are... more than I'd like for one meal.

Since week 14 I have had such a disinterest in the food already in my pantry or fridge. I ate plain bagels w/ cream cheese almost every single day for 5 weeks. I can't even smell chicken (unless its Chick-fil-a or Chinese food). However, I will be 22 weeks pregnant tomorrow and my disgust for food hasn't gone away. I literally broke down into tears before posting this because I am so sick of wasting HOURS of my life trying to decide on what would be the best thing to feed myself & the little alien inside. By far the biggest challenge of my pregnancy so far, especially when it's not accompanied the nausea. I'm starving!

Also, this week, I made the hard decision to take off my wedding rings before my fingers start to swell consistently, we spent two hours picking out paint colors for the baby's room and the rest of the house, AND I successfully managed to reach my own toenails in order to paint them (which I considered a big accomplishment!).

It seems like these 21 weeks have past by so quickly! Every doctor appointment brings something new and now that we know the gender of the baby we can begin projects surrounding that. I'm so glad Jon is home for a while and not traveling so he can really be involved and excited; he has been working so hard in order to support all of us and make this transition as smooth as possible for everyone, especially Noah, who is so excited that he wishes babies grew outside of the belly so he could see it. Haha.

Now, having survived the tropical storm conditions this weekend, we wait to see what week 22 has in store.