Picture Tuesday. *Pic Heavy*

I kind of feel bad that I didn't take pictures while we were on "vacation".  It just didn't seem right, and I didn't want to post anything on facebook saying that we were broke and things were kind of up in the air.  The people I wanted to know knew and that was it.  So we didn't take pictures for my 23rd or 24th week.  But I'm back this week with my 25th week pictures!  YAY! 

I've accepted the fact that I look a lot further than what I am.  And the fact that I look huge 24/7.  The only thing that I really don't like is the fact that I'm starting to just put on weight everywhere.  I noticed especially in my thighs that I'm gaining weight.  And the fact that my ring no longer fits still bums me out.  Although I can wear my "back up" ring, it's not the same. 

The nurse that I absolutely love at my doctor's office told me about a women they treated last year.  She lost a baby at 15 weeks.  And 6 weeks after she lost that child, she was pregnant again.  Now, she got pregnant a lot faster than me, but she put on a lot of water weight.  She went from about 110lbs to 230 in her pregnancy.  Yes, that's a lot of weight, and no I'm not expecting to put on 120lbs.  However, the nurse explained to me, that although I'm gaining weight, there is a small possibility that it's mostly water.  She agreed that I might have put on a little fat, but it might be water.  I don't know if it's true or not, but it's a little glimmer of hope that I'm not just an elephant.

Although I am positive that I will lose weight after the pregnancy, I'm more concerned about possible problems while I'm still pregnant.  I'm deathly afraid of gestational diabetes and preeclampsia.  And every time that little man doesn't move for more than a period of 45 minutes I start to worry.  I know my weight is a big issue on me and him.  All I can do is continue to eat as healthy as I can and avoid stress as much as possible.  I've been working out more and more.  But lately it's been really hard.  I don't know if it's because the third trimester is starting to knock on the door or not, but I'm always exhausted.  I've definitely started nesting and thinking I need to make sure everything is ready for him like yesterday.  We haven't touched the nursery since we set up the carpet and crib. 

I just look at the calendar and say...15 more weeks or so...it doesn't seem like enough time.

I know time is going so fast, but it can't go fast enough.  I can't wait to meet my little man.  He's becoming more and more active every day and to me, there's nothing that can replace that little "bump bump bump" feeling.  The other day after not being active for about 3 days straight, I really started to panic.  I didn't want to worry though, because maybe he was just in a weird spot.  So I laid down and was watching a show about Will Smith.  (Side note...he's so MMMMM) They were talking about his oldest son, Jayden.  I said to myself out loud: "I like the name Jayden Alexander."  You would think I just gave Boo a tablespoon full of sugar.  He went nuts.  Started kicking and punching and flipping around...and it was throughout my entire belly.  After about 10 minutes *yes, he was going nuts for 10 minutes straight* he finally calmed down.  Well, I said the name out loud again.  This time I got the same response but for not nearly as long.  When I told Greg this, of course he had to feel for himself.  Sure enough, hours later, the same thing happened.

Did our son agree to a name?  I don't want to keep calling him the name (although if I say it, he will respond) just in case we don't name him Jayden after all.  I don't want to confuse the little man.  But I do think we found a new number 1 favorite.

Now, Greg and I were planning on getting maternity pictures done.  Nothing fancy, just a little package at Wal-mart.  But since money is low, we're no longer doing them.  But I must say, this is my favorite picture so far.  I don't need anything fancy.  I just need my digital and my hubby and my big ol' belly.

Greg was definitely being very cute last night.  He really is getting excited about the arrival.  I think he's getting really nervous too.  With every day that passes he seems to realize that we're a day closer to "D-Day".  I even caught him watching a baby show the other day.  Although I personally can't watch a live birth, he can.  (I see no point in me watching one, because I'm not going to be able to see over my belly when he comes out.  And I'm already scared so I don't want to freak myself out.)  He kids about being at the bar while I'm pushing the baby out, but I know that he's going to be right next to me probably bawling more than anyone else.


Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee