BAM! My stomach literally shot out of my body. Along with my butt, face, and breasts. I don't know when this happened, well somewhere between 24 and 27 weeks, but I am officially protruding, and I am pretty happy about it. People in public and that haven't seen me in a while now feel comfortable asking me when I am due instead of "are you still running?" with a super weird look on there face as they stare at my newly formed love handles that existed during the wonderful stage of my life between the ages of 13 and 21... shudder... Besides that, and feeling like a knife is permanently shoved in my tailbone and middle right side of my back, pregnancy has been good. I have an emotional breakdown once every 2 weeks, and I always look forward to those because they usually end in a much needed full body massage, and whatever I am craving at the moment. I have had a craving for Horchata lately, and if you don't know what that is, I am sorry for you. But the next time you visit a Holiday Oil or a greasy mexican restaurant, they will have it. Get it.
The nursery sure has been quite the project. The transformation has been incredible. It went from once lived in and smoked in by the previous owner to junk room/office/craft room/ laundry room/ stuff we havent looked at for 5 years room, to a pretty decent living space. My first big purchase for that room was a fabulous new recliner that has been a great companion during the long nights when I was getting about 2-3 hours of sleep, and the rest of the time blog stalking and facebooking. So, when the room is complete, I will show y'all.
Celebrated our 5th anniversary.
Halloween was spent on the couch eating all the candy.
Kyle turned 27.
We had a great Thanksgiving.
Got the tree up for Merry Christmas.
PIC TIME-
At 26 weeks
On our anniversary
Bo on Halloween
Kyle birthday
My Christmas tree
