He's Gonna Be a Big 'Un!

On Saturday, Doug and I are gonna be eight weeks-and anxiously counting-to greeting our little goober. He finally decided to pop out and say 'hey world!' Don't worry, not like Freddy Baby. Let's just say tying my running shoes is getting pre-tty tough (not to mention the running) and I'm seriously considering getting one of those long levers to help me pick up stuff I drop. Doug and I have bets on whether my cooker (aka bellybutton) is gonna pop or not. It's getting there. If I flex my abs it pops out, so I think I'll call a victory.

Here he is in all his glory.

My favorite is when the little kids at church or the store say "Mommy, she has a baby in her tummy!" I find myself proudly sticking him out as far as I can manage and patting him lightly. That'll do Dallan, that'll do.

A Bit Sleep Deprived

Between my several nightly trips to the bathroom, constant adjusting all night, waking up to blow my nose because I can't breathe and moments of extreme thirst that I have to quench (although they will no doubt lead to another trip to the bathroom), I'm feeling a bit sleep deprived.

And it's showing.

Seems like unwanted dark under eye circles have become a constant companion, and I don't see it getting better anytime soon. It's really detracting from my "pregnancy glow". Anyone have suggestions for an under eye cream/makeup/concealer/technique/trick to help clad the evidence of restless night after restless night?

It's a Boy!

There is no mistaking on this one! Our little boy was more than happy to show off what he's got. Made us so proud! He was just rollin' around and havin' a good ol' time as we stared on adoringly. They were even able to catch him in the middle of a yawn on one of the pictures.

Doug was actually in town for this appointment so this was his first time to hear the heartbeat as well. Very special. They said everything looks normal and that so far he's a perfect little boy! *Warm Fuzzies*

In the slideshow there's a pic of him showin' off his shtuff, a pic of him yawning and then a few different angles as well for a closer look. I had to include a couple pics of Doug from back in the day. Now you know what we're in for...such a cute little goober!

So there I am, lying there with goo on my belly watchin' my little goober wriggle around when I had an epiphany. A name. It just came to me out of nowhere and felt oh- so-perfect. Now it's just convincing Doug. Wish me luck.

Five Months Down!

Woot! Today is the five month gestation mark for Baby Robbins. We're so proud! One of these days it'll really start looking like there's something going on down there. I've been out of the tired stage for about two weeks now and am running and feel as great as ever. So far, I've been pretty lucky with my pregnancy. I can eat whatever I want (my favorite is Thai at the moment) , haven't been sick, don't get bothered by smells or foods and my emotions are even-keel. If the little one is as easy outside of the womb as it has been so far inside, this will be a breeze. (Don't worry, I'm not counting on it.)

But I'm really excited for the next couple of weeks: Next Thursday, Baby Robbin's will be exposed in all its glory. If it cooperates, we'll get to find out if it's a boy or a girl. I'll be happy to not have to call it an 'it' anymore. Of course I have my ideas of whether we'll have a mini-me or a mini-Doug running around. We'll just have to wait and see though!

And in two weeks is my halfway mark! I'm.So.Happy! Waiting isn't one of my strongest points and I wish there was a way I could coax the little one into developing faster, but it's just one of those things you can't rush apparently...pity. I have a feeling that January will be upon us though before we know it and I'll wonder where the time went and how I accomplished so little on my 'to do' list before the new arrival. Such is life.