We also only have 3 more fruit sizes to go before she's here! I can't wait to meet her, to see her sweet face and dress her up in the cute little turtle outfit I bought her last night. I can't wait to take a thousand pictures of her in her white little tutu outfit from Grandma with Miss O's giant flower head band. And I can't wait to get my artsy groove on with that teeny tiny little baby. This hat would work perfectly for a color tint picture, but I have absolutely no outfits that it matches. But, the picture would be great, and that's all that matters.
Monday, May 10, 2010
I Normally Don't Like Eggplants
We are now 26 weeks (27 tomorrow), the size of an eggplant, and a VERY strong kicker. Every now and then, out of the corner of my eye, I can see my whole stomach move. Mason got to feel the first one of these belly shakers last Friday. He thought he had felt it and argued with me when I moved his hand. Until she punched again. Let's just say he was in shock. I read a blog not that long ago where her son had kicked her so hard he had broken her rib. I wouldn't be at all surprised if that happened to me. She clearly is going to be a soccer player like her Dad. Which is my least favorite sport by the way. Way too much running involved if you ask me.