This week, this is as good as it gets. Of course, it would be my course of fate to start a new tradition and ruin it the 2nd week. The baby is the size of a medium shrimp. Now, there has been some confusion. Yes, a lime seems bigger than a medium shrimp. Babycenter.com is talking about length, so the lime was 2 1/2 inches and the shrimp is 3 inches. And the “bump” picture. Well, there isn’t one for 13 weeks. Just trust me on this one…the bump is growing. And all of this food information changes tomorrow. I’ll be 14 weeks tomorrow and starting my 2nd trimester. I’m so behind.
Here’s what’s going on in my life right now. Hopefully, this will help you understand why we haven’t taken a family food portrait. First of all, I haven’t been a typical teacher this summer, work still goes on from 6:30 am-4:30 pm everyday. Last week, I went out of town for Rebecca’s wedding in Dothan. I left on Thursday night, so beforehand I had to make sure clothes were washed and Brent had food. The wedding weekend was SUPER fun! I had such a good time hanging out with my Cohort C girls from Auburn. However, for my exhausted growing body, I grew very tired very quickly. After 7 hours down and 7 hours back home, I returned on Sunday with a huge lack of sleep and a wonderful sinus infection. But that is the least of my problems. You see, it’s tradition at the “Cohort C” weddings (the 4 girls that were in all my education classes with me) to dance to Hanson’s “MmmBop” in a really loud, annoying fashion. Our signature dance move is jumping with one hand in the air, while we belt out “mmmbop, ba ba doo wop…” Many of you are probably wondering why I jumped while being preggo. I don’t have an answer, but I do know that my baby will love to dance. Poppyseed has now been to 2 dance receptions in his/her lifetime and had LOTS of fun! Anyway, it’s Tuesday and my calves are still recovering from jumping so much. I never realized how much I desperately need my calf muscles. Now, I’ve had sore muscles before from working out and what not. But it has NEVER been this painful. Anytime I have been sitting or lying down for any length of time, I first have to get my balance with my back hung over then I start walking. It’s really more like a 100-year-old-woman-walking-really-slow-through-the Wal-Mart-parking-lot kind of waddle. I look ridiculous. My right calf is about 100 times worse than the left, so I also limp. I can’t cross my legs and I can’t even touch my calves for the screaming pain that is a result. And no matter how much I try to walk it out, I am convinced it’s only getting worse. So moving on…I get home Sunday night and got in the bed at…drum roll… 1 am. I get up at…another drum roll…5:30 am. Surprisingly, I was FULL of energy yesterday at work. I had so much energy that after work, I went straight to the church to start working on my classroom until 10 pm. The exhaustion hit me today at work. I took a nap as soon as I got home for about 2 hours then I had Bible study at 7. So I’m here now, in the bed, blogging and checking email in between loads of laundry. My schedule for the rest of the week is crazy…Wednesday: work, classroom, youth service, classroom. Thursday: last day of work, classroom, pack for weekend mission trip. Friday: youth mission trip to a conference in the Ham. Saturday: back home, pack for beach, then back to the Ham. Sunday: AHHH beach for a week 🙂
Icing on the cake: Sanibel needs surgery to correct her Medial Patellar Luxation. If it’s not one thing, it’s always another.
Also, I received another Baby VK gift at Rebecca’s wedding. She gave me a white bonnet for Baby VK to wear home from the hospital. Rebecca wrote a sweet note that said the bonnet was similar to the one she wore home from the hospital, and now it was her “something old” and one day it can be my daughter or daughter-in-law’s “something old.” Of course, I fell apart (no, it’s not the pregnancy hormones. That reaction is pretty typical of me preggo or not) . I couldn’t read the note and I could barely look at the bonnet. As soon as she handed it to me, the floodgates opened up and tears poured down my face–just imagining that I already have my child’s “something old” and it’s from a dear friend of mine. It really got to me and I thought it was such a sweet and precious idea. I don’t have a picture yet. But it will be posted sometime in the future. Thank you Rebecca!