Baby Cain is the size of a banana. Wouldn't some banana bread be delish? That's what I think about these days. All the time.
How I Feel:
My back is starting to hurt. I am going to get a massage when school is out. I am also going to get the OK from my doctor. Yoga would help for sure, so this is motivation to do it. This weekend I felt... huge. I legit was uncomfortable. I have 19 weeks of more huge-ness so I only complained to Coach. In fact, I cried. Then I cried some more. I quote, "I am going to sit at the hospital for 19 weeks." Coach: "Yes! That is a wonderful idea! That will make you so much more comfortable!"
He's so helpful.
I also struggled this week with my ummm... brain.
Somehow I paid my car payment three times. Yes. THREE. TIMES.
Number one customer here!
Coach would like to think it is pregnancy brain, but for the record... no. I have always been like this.
I also cannot find my keys. I have had to use my extra set.
I woke Brandon up Friday because I couldn't stop thinking about getting an IV. I think it is known that I really really really want a natural childbirth. Reason: I have never had pain medicine before. I have also never had an IV. I know I will get an IV no matter what, but I am starting to worry about it.
I am also worrying more and more about Baby Cain being lactose intolerant.
I blame hormones.
I will end by saying: I really feel great. Sunday I wore a new favorite dress. I will be wearing it to the three weddings and graduation we have this summer. I felt pretty in it. It may have been the leopard wedges I wore. (to church only.)
Baby Cain finished a 5k with a great group of running friends. It was a Glow Run on Friday night. I was worried because I have been running in the morning to avoid the heat. However, the weather was perfect! I was also kinda worried that I would have to walk some. There is nothing wrong with walking at all, I just... like to run. It was a bit different running in the dark! Our group had fun, and I look really pregnant from the side!!
Everything. I don't even pretend to try to wear real things now that it is hot.
I did research for some maternity running shorts: $54 a pop. Nope.
Not having to cook. I eat dinners I don't have to cook. Other than that... eeehhhh. Somehow I have to convince my in-laws to do Mexican this weekend. It will be nearly impossible I am sure... but some good ole' Jefferson Mexican will be wonderful.
The chair was in a million pieces. So... a million words were said.
Baby Cain, I am sorry that we will never be able to assemble any of your toys. Ever. We promise to teach you how to run, break down film, and hit a curve ball.... but we cannot put your toys together.
I also ordered the. absolute. perfect. pillow.
No worries, just for decor. But...
I Baby Cain had to have it.
Ohhhhh.... and Sweet Sweet Daddy FINALLY decided to put some input into the nursery. He requested we hang this Bible verse on the wall:
He's so serious.
Sweet Baby Dub:
Just being #DogNamedDub