Pregnancy Updates

UM. I'm pregnant. REALLY pregnant. And for the first time since the woes of nausea, I FEEL really pregnant.

Treyson has taken a nice downward position and the pressure on my pelvis and lower back resembles the feeling of riding an elephant for 24 hours. (I'm not sure what that really feels like, but prob. similar.) I gained six pounds in the last two weeks (all in my thighs), and honestly, I don't care. Every homemade goodie of my mom's was worth it. My boobs are still leaking. I also have something called PUPP which is a random skin rash which itches a ton. And I've become fascinated with checking the toilet for a mucus plug.

Too much information? possibly.

Treyson is coming. He's measuring in at about 6.3 pounds with three weeks to go. Today I asked my doctor. "Doc, I don't get it. How is THAT (pointing at a picture of baby on wall) supposed to fit out of that (pointing to crotch)?"

He laughed at me. Untill he realized I was serious.

I still don't get it.

PS I can't find a stroller/infant seat I like.

Baby Shower

Banana cupcakes. Pics don't do justice.

Cute burp clothes. Not so cute face.

Cute Favors with homemade truffles inside.
Kali and some other friends.

Brooke, my best friend from HS made this blanket!

My sister in law, Kali, threw possibly the cutest shower in the entire world. She's freakishly creative.

We didn't think too many people would should up two days after Christmas, but I was overwhelmed with the turn out and generousity of over 50 women. My mom and Kali worked so hard and it was so fun! I was EXHAUSTED afterwards. And when Trevor saw the loot, he exclaimed, "Thats a WHOLE LOT of baby crap." :)

Ponder Family

Oh, baby.

I am def. only 30 days from being pregnant. The "puffy" stage has begun. It's funny because for so long you feel self conscious about your ever-changing body, but then, it gets to the point where you look SO big, SO big, you just laugh.....

I can't help but wonder if A) people remember what I REALLY look like. B) If I will ever look that way again. Puffy face (which is not good for those of us who already suffer from chubby cheek syndrome), swollen calves/ankles, big butts......It's sweet!

I thank God daily for sweats. And I mean that. Literally.
On the other hand, Trey is so close to being born and I stoked to push that baby OUT! I will gladly take one more month of distorted body image and bad pictures for a bouncing baby boy.

Annual Christmas Dinner

My uncle and aunt started a tradition of taking the whole family to a really nice dinner for Christmas. This year, we went to a place on the Plaza (a huge gorgeous outdoor shopping block) called "Captal Grille." It was so beautiful and we had food you can only dream about!

My great grandma thought she was eating "onion rings", but it was really calamari. After she found out what it was, she told everyone she had eaten "testicles" when she really meant "tentacles."
Watching Trevor eat his crab/lobster cakes and oysters.

seriously. perfect.

We are fat and happy.

Kansas Christmas

It has been amazing being able to be in my home again. We made it here after a long, uncomfortable road trip. I only cried twice!!! Once, when our car swerved off the road in a blizzard in Aspen, Colorado at midnight and once when Trev's truck died at 2am in Denver. We ended up staying in a seedy hotel, where it is quite possible I contracted a strange rash. Trevor was amazing and able to fix the truck first thing Sunday morning thanks to a wonderful Napa Auto Parts store being open.

Here are some of the events:

Trevor's favorite place. Arthur Bryant's BBQ.

Shopping

home sweet home

It's been almost a week since my last post, and what a week! I know some of you were just dying to hear about our ever exciting life (said with every ounce of sarcasm possible).

We are moved in. The house is perfect and your bed is ready for a visit!

Trevor has returned to work and I have spent most my time unpacking, realizing how much I need to get done before the kid comes and talking on the phone to insurance, electrical, gas, internet, cable companies etc etc.

We are headed to Kansas Saturday morning. Is it rude to ask for prayers? I'm nervous, but ohso excited! If I die on the side of the road, you guys can fight over my stuff. The Dollar store seriously has some beautiful things adorning my home so it's worth the fight.

Oh ya, and Treyson is already measuring 5 pounds. If I have a ten pound baby, I will cry.

(Like that's anything new.)

Random side note. Go see the ever cheesy, ridiculous Christian movie "Fireproof." You will laugh at how horrible the acting is, but leave a better woman/man.

My next posting will be full of holiday/baby shower/me in all my fat glory moments. promise.