Where Has The Time Gone!?

I KNOW, ALLIE! I haven't posted in a while! I'm sorry! I forget you want to stay in the loop! I also forget that if I don't write stuff down, I WILL forget! And I don't want to forget any little detail of this experience!! So here's what's been going on in the last month or so!
Since I got back to Denver, I have been growing more and more each day and Lil' Wagner is moving around inside me like crazy! Sometimes she even wakes me up at night! It feels like someone is punching me in the gut....well, I guess she is! Sometimes it feels like she's doing "Dance Dance Revolution" in there! And I can watch my belly twitch when she really starts going! I haven't been able to pin down a certain time of day that she is more active. It's usually when I'm sitting, being quiet that I really notice it.
It feels good to actually LOOK pregnant now. Before, I just felt like a chub-wad! People are starting to comment on my belly when I go out in public. There hasn't been any touching of the belly yet though! And my wardrobe is getting smaller and smaller! I managed to get a few pants from a second hand store, but I have a feeling Mark is getting sick of seeing me in an arrangement of wife-beaters. It must get old! But what else fits!? Nothing!
My growing belly itches A LOT! And it's really affecting my back as well. As my belly grows, my posture gets worse and worse. It puts a lot of strain on my back and I often have to lay down in order to relieve the pain. I have started going to a chiropractor once a week, so I am hoping that he can fix me! He assures me that his adjustments will make the labor and delivery go much smoother! Anything that will help the delivery to go smoothly is alright with me!
Sleeping has been HORRIBLE. I toss and turn all night. And tossing and turning isn't as easy when you have a big belly! My hips have growing pains so bad that I often have to pile up the pillows and sleep sitting up. And of course I wake up and have to pee so bad it hurts! Sometimes I think I'm going into labor then and there! I know, I know....just wait for the real thing, right!? Yikes!
Here I am, 27 weeks in and I still don't think that it's hit me that I am actually going to HAVE A BABY. Sometimes a thought will pop in my head.....usually involving me in the delivery room, sweating, yelling at Mark to take the pain away......and then I push that little thought WAY back to the back of my brain....I'll deal with THAT later! But the time is soon approaching (my midwife told me today that I could technically go into labor in 10 short weeks!), and I have to start thinking about these things! There WILL be pain, there WILL be tears....but in the end, there WILL be a beautiful baby!
Mark and I want to sign up for some prenatal classes. But they are kind-of expensive, so I need to shop around a bit to find the cheapest ones. I think Mark might freak out a little if they show us a birthing video. Maybe that's when it will hit us both, that there is NO stopping this train!
I am STILL a slave to my sweet tooth. My chiropractor told me it's time to say no to the doughnuts! I know I need to stop, because after the baby comes....I am going to be CURSING those wretched brownies for turning my thighs into cottage cheese! The better I do now, the easier it will be to lose the pounds after. It's just SO HARD to say no to cookies, and pancakes!
I had a Dr appt today. They tested my glucose levels. I'll hear from them if I have been eating too much sweets! She said I am doing great, and I'm growing right on track. Her heartbeat is in the 140's, as usual. I now have to go to the Dr every two weeks! Time is ticking away! Soon, I'll be going once a week until the big day!
THE BIG DAY.....I can't even imagine when that time comes when I tell Mark that "it's time!". Our lives will change forever from that moment on. Tears come to my eyes when I think about Mark in the delivery room. I know he will be my rock. We are such a good team, and he will keep me calm! As calm as I can be! We all know there will be yelling and crying and laughing and pure chaos! But through it all, Mark will be there by my side, holding my hand.
A side note...I just wanted to note how many people are pregnant at the same time as me! I SWEAR, there is something in the water, and everyone I know is pregnant, or JUST had a baby!
Michelle- due shortly after me. She is going to visit next month so we can rub our bellies together!
Kimberly- due in a couple weeks
Heather- told me while I was in MN! So excited!
Levi- his girlfriend, of course!
Jenny- my old boss from the Sheraton. Same due date as me!
Andrea- Mark's friend from Arkansas, we are just a few days apart!
Karen-Ben Wayne's wife
Nica-just found out!!
Kaari- high school friend
And there is more than a handful of friends who just had a baby recently! It's crazy how many close friends of mine are pregnant! It will be SO fun when we can all get together with our little tots!
OK, so I'm sure I have missed a million things, but for now, Allie, I hope that will do! I promise to post more often so I don't forget all the little things!
And I need to upload some pictures too! WILL DO SOON!!

Mental Breakdowns....Normal, Right?

Well, now that I am back home from MN, the loneliness has officially set in! Being pregnant is hard enough with all these crazy hormones flying around! But to not be able to share it with my closest girl friends or family is pretty tough. Mark is a GREAT listener, and I am starting to feel a bit sorry for him. He must think I'm off my rocker, crying every other day!
Last week I had an official break down! I wanted to make him a nice dinner when he got home from work. I asked him if he had any ideas, and he said "stuffed chicken". OK people, I am NOT a good cook...so when he said that, I panicked a bit. But that's what he wanted, and dang-it, THAT'S what he was gonna get! I didn't want to go to the grocery store, so I scoped out what we had. I came up with apple and cheese stuffed chicken, easy enough!? Mark got home from work and the cooking began. He was nice and settled in his cozy chair, reading and relaxing after a hard days work when I said "how do you flatten chicken! This smasher thing isn't working! It's just flinging chicken juice everywhere and mutilating it!" And the tears began to flow! I mean, for REAL! That STUPID chicken! It was NOT cooperating! Good reason to cry, right? Right. Well, Mark came to the rescue and pounded out the chicken, but now it looked like it had been run over by a train, and ripped up by hungry lions, and now the kitchen was caked in salmonella!  How was I suppose to stuff THAT!? IMPOSSIBLE! So as I am cutting up the apples, and my tears are giving them a nice salty flavor, and I'm wailing "I don't WANT dinner anymore. I can't do ANYTHING with that dumb, ugly chicken! I can't cook".  Poor Mark. He must have been mortified. I had my apron on with mascara streaming down my face, waving a meat tenderizer in the air. So he just stepped in and hugged me. He became my human kleenex. What an amazing man, my husband! And then the laughing began! As I was wiping my snot on his shirt, we just laughed at my insane breakdown! And our dinner turned out fabulous!