Pregnancy Check in - 25 weeks!

Yikes! Its going by way too fast and while you're never ready, we're really not ready for baby bugli 2.0. There is so much to do with the house and the nursery and well, everything else, that we need 25 more weeks!

Here are the updates:

Weight gain: 17 lbs minimum. That was as of 2 weeks ago. I had McDonalds for lunch today so definitely more than 17 lbs. :)
Stretch marks: None. Knocking on wood
Movements: Baby moves, but ONLY when Taylor is asleep. I think she might be scared of Taylor already. This one isn't as much of a mover, but I do get to feel the kicks. Plus, i'm busier than when I was pregnant with Taylor so I don't notice as much.
Cravings: Salads. Lots of salads. McDonalds Frys. Cheese...monterey jack cheese. Noms.
Sleep: I get it, just not enough of it.
Best moment this week: I think Taylor is understanding there's a baby in the belly. She brought her baby doll and put it under my shirt. Might be a stretch, but you never know.
Gender: Team pink. We have a name list, but that's about it. Aubrey, Sabrina, Kendall...we haven't really talked about it much the last couple of weeks.
Labor signs: To be honest, I had some bad gas pains last night that reminded me of when I first went into labor with Taylor.
Belly button: Innie
What I miss: Cat-like agility. Pregnancy makes me clumsy. Alcohol. I cannot wait for a few beers
What I'm looking forward to: Starting on the nursery...and MATERNITY LEAVE!
Weekly wisdom: Bathing suits and pregnancy suck together.
Milestones: Baby is the size of an eggplant.

Mau

She LOVES Mickey Mouse. She calls him Mau. When Mickey Mouse Clubhouse comes on, she stops in her tracks and looks for the big ol' ears. I cannot wait to take her to Disneyland (hint hint Mike).

My favorite Mau related activity is when i'm sitting in the middle of the living room and she hands me Mau. I have to sing the the theme song for Mickey Mouse Clubhouse over and over and over and over and over and over again...all while she runs laps around me. Its so cute. She's giggling and trying to make eye contact with me the entire time (watch out for the chair, Tay!)What a love bug

Wipes

With all the cool toys that Taylor has, her biggest thing these days is to play with her wipes. She has to have at least 1-2 new ones at every diaper change.

She throws them up in the air like they are little dance props. She wipes her hands before giving me high fives. She puts them over her face thinking she's hiding from us.

Needless to say, we're going through these a lot quicker than before

Swim Class

We just recently signed Taylor up for Swim lessons at AVAC. 12 sessions, every Monday after work/day care. I thought my little fish would just love it. She loved being in the lake when we went up to Lake Shasta. She loves bathtime, and she loves puddle jumping. She won't even allow a handwashing session run under 10 minutes these days. She just loves water!

Or so we thought.

She wanted to be the fish out of the water during her first class.

We get to the place, I get her in her swim gear (much cuter swim suit than me, might I say) and she's super interested in the pool. Pointing at things, smiling, so on and so on.

Well the second we're about a foot away from the side of the pool and she senses i'm about to get her in there, she freaked. FURRREAAAKKKEED. I managed to get her in there, but she clung on to me like a starfish glued to an underwater rock. Or something clever like that. I never got so many cuddles in my left. Biggest hugs ever. But all because she hated being in there. I could barely get her facing forward to see what the other kids were up to. She just wanted her momma. We did our best to play in the water and get used it it all, but it was a total FAIL. Her teacher was super patient and one of the other moms came up to me with some reassuring words for the next upcoming classes. My friends reassured me that its normal and that their kids went through 6 weeks of crying/balling through entire swim sessions before they seemed to start enjoying it.

Today was the second class and she still hates it. Hates it a teeny tiny amount less, but still hates it. She just wanted to cry, hold on to me and nom on my shoulder. I did manage to face her forward a little bit (not like she didn't cry, but she let go of her death grip), and she even let the teacher, Ksenia, do the good bye song with her. (She holds her and "swims" in a circle while we sang a song to her). Next week can only get better. Right?

She did it!

She went potty IN the potty!

My mom was watching her today and apparently she say Taylor making the usual faces when she poops. So, she asked her if she wanted to use the potty. She sat down, 5 minutes later, got up. Low and behold, she went #1 & #2 in the potty! My mom thought she was just sitting there, but nope, she was taking care of business! I didn't think that would happen for 4-5 more months, but apparently, 1 day shy of her 21st month birthday, she used the facilities!

Big girl.....

What I like about this blogging thing.

I get a random cool thought and just want to tell someone. But don't feel like calling anyone, or walking to someone's desk, or waking anyone up.

I just saw a picture of a 3 year old meeting their baby newborn sister for the first time. I can't WAIT for Taylor to meet little sister.

How exciting will that be!

Oh, and I have the oddest prego cravings lately. I just emailed Mike telling him that I want ice cream, pancakes, cheese and bacon for dinner....and skip my nightly salad. Hmmmmmmmm
Nom Nom Nom



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But doesn't all of that sound so good?

Movin' and a shakin'

Baby is starting to move around a bit. I really only notice the movements at night, and I wouldn't exactly classify them as kicks...more like taps. First movement was about 2 weeks ago (so, let's just go with Valentines Day) :)

Mike finally felt movements over the weekend, on the 26th. Yay!

Its all starting to feel more real! :)