a prego progression

week 12

week 15

week 21

week 24

week 27

week 31

week 33

week 36

Let's just say, nothing fits anymore, sleeping has become a trial, I feel like my theme song should be "Hinges" from Primary, and I know it's all gonna get worse within the next few weeks. I must say, pregnancy wasn't as scary as a lot of people made it out to be. Sure, having the barfs for a good 12 weeks was no fun, but you just do what you got to do. I tried really hard to remember that a lot of gals are sick their whole pregnancy, so I kind of had it easy compared to most. It's pretty crazy that our bodies just know what to do. This has been one of the most exciting experiences of my life and I am so grateful to have been given this little chick.

So... bring on the stretch marks, the double chin, the aching back and hips, the sleepless nights, cause it'll all be worth it in the end.

baby Bank's sweet set up

We're back!

I decided to re-enter the blogging world after having my last blog deleted...rude. My sister Sam helped to create the look, which helps me get all excited about blogging again. Thanks Sam, you're the best.

Lately I've been totally obsessed with Bank's little set up and so here is a recent picture of some of the fun details. Yes, that is a west elm rug my Mom found at the beloved NPS for $15. The art work was done by Sam and Hailey, my sisters. I recovered and painted the little bench and don't you just love the orange ant eater? Way cooler than a teddy bear. His name is Kevin.

I'm in my 36th week, due July 3rd.
We cannot wait for our little buddy to come. Sometimes I find myself just sitting in my rocking chair, staring at all the baby goods. I love holding his little outfits up while trying to imagine what type of bad things he will do one day to drive me crazy. He's pretty much all I ever think about these days and I just hope that maybe he can come a wee early, but I'm not gettin my hopes up.