The Dangerous life of a Pregnant Lady

I was sick today...yuck.  Pregnancy has not been glamorous.  I'm excited to meet our little guy though. 

I stayed home from work.

While home, I realized that my milk had expired.  I needed milk, but I hadn't had a shower and it was nearly 2 o'clock! I wasn't planning on being entirely presentable for the shoppers of Walmart (Have you seen the website?...I have never even come CLOSE to looking as bad as some of those people). So, I hopped in the shower.

Thoughts of what to make for dinner (chicken noodle soup--if you were wondering) and something special I could do for Jereld for being such a trooper throughout this pregnancy (Butterfingers on his pillow--his favorite) crossed my mind while I stood in the stream of my warm shower.  Having finished I opened the curtain to reach for my towel.

Standing in the bathroom was a man that said, "Don't panic! It's just me!" I screamed.

And then, I realized that it was just my husband.  You see, he wasn't supposed to be home until after 7pm.  I had not heard anyone come in, and the last thing this nude, pregnant lady was expecting was a man standing in the bathroom.

Explanation???  He had taken a can of Chef Boyardee (yep...I'm that good of a homemaker...lol) to work and hadn't realized that it didn't have a pop top.  He needed a can opener.  Our house is just 5 minutes from his work, so he dropped by.

I told him he was in BIG trouble.

I got ready and went to Walmart.  As I was pulling in the parking lot, I spied a cop.  I drove a little more cautiously...as we all do I'm sure.  I went into Walmart and grabbed a few things.  As I was leaving, I noticed that the cop was still there and thought to myself, "Wow! Our tax dollars hard at work! He hasn't even moved!"

I went to my car and put my purchases in my trunk.  Just then the cop turned on his lights and started driving quickly toward the front of the store.  I noticed about 3 other cops that had been hiding in the parking lot as well.  They jumped out of their cars, pulled out their guns, pointed them at this guy that just came out of Walmart, and yelled at him to put his hands over his head and get on the ground. This was two parking lot aisles away from me.

Needless to say, I take my words about tax dollars back.  But, I am lucky the guy didn't decide to pull anything funny inside Walmart.  I was IN THERE with him!  

Thank you cops!

All because I needed THIS!

HALFsies!

That's right folks! 20 Weeks TODAY!

I took a day off of work to celebrate!

What did I eat for the celebration you may ask????? CELERY with PEANUT BUTTER!
It was DELICIOUS!

I wasn't too excited about it at first, but once I tasted it, I actually went back for seconds! Besides, I need a lot more fiber (lol...this may be tmi...I'm married to a man in the medical field and it's gotten to the point that I'm not scared to talk about all most things medical)...and I'm supposed to be getting more protein! THANKS peanut butter for tasting so good!

Oh...and I set up our new baby swing today...all by my self.  Jereld called me from work just as I was getting started...and reminded me that when I set up the bouncer...I had a little trouble.

But...an episode of Oprah and TWO blood blisters (side note:  I'm embarassed that I got blood blisters from putting a baby swing together) later the baby swing is well...SWINGIN'! If you know what I mean.

Another endeavor today...I'm trying a FACEBOOK FAST! You heard me...I'm dropping the habit.  I check it WAY too often.  And, quite frankly, I'm not sure that I care that you did terrible on the Family Feud game and "need help" (LOL...I would say so)***.

***Please note: If you play Family Feud, this is not directed toward you...just meant as a joke.

You see...my addiction to love of Facebook runs so deep that I posted that I was going on a Facebook Fast in my status...now I'm having the urge to see if anyone has responded and cares that I will be away for a while.  Maybe I'm the one that "needs help." 

BUT!...I won't check it! I WON'T! I can't.

I'm sure I'll be posting my thoughts more here as I won't have Facebook to consume my time, but that will be GOOD! Online journaling!

On a different tangent, Jereld invited me to go eat dinner at the hospital he works at.  You see, the hospital is turning 2 and is toddling right along.  He promises that there will be BBQ chicken...I'm there...HEY! Getting more protein is the Dr's orders!

Memo: Please review the following reminder.

Really quickly before my memo starts: Please enjoy the pictures of Beau.

Dear World of Opinionated People:

Rule #1: It is rude to tell someone that their name will subject them to being made fun of for the rest of their lives and thus should be changed.

Rule #1A: It is also rude to tell a pregnant woman that the name she and her husband have chosen (and chosen for a reason I might add) will subject their child to being made fun of for the rest of their lives and thus should be changed. (See Rule #1--as most people would agree that even an unborn child is a living person). On that note, any name can be made fun of. I'm pretty sure most people have experienced it.

---Side note: Yes, Jereld and I understand that we are naming our son Beau Hunter. It is intentional. We already debated whether or not he'll be made fun of. Call me hormonal...BUT when you have a baby, I won't tell you what to name it...cross my heart, hope to die.

Rule #2: DO NOT touch a pregnant woman's belly. You wouldn't touch a non-pregnant woman's belly. Just because a baby is inside does not make it less weird.

Rule #3: Don't act like a pregnant woman must be lying when she tells you that her 2nd trimester has been much worse than her first. Trust her.

Rule #4: There are more rules...I'm sure of it....to be continued later.

Rule #5: Unrelated to pregnancy--if someone is in a bathroom stall, if at all possible, do NOT sit in the stall right next to her. She may feel uncomfortable doing her business with you listening so intently.

As you can all tell, it's late at night and I'm a crabby pregnany lady. Please excuse my bad mood. This blog serves as somewhat of a journal, but I also wanted to let the public know of my distaste for certain things. Next time around, Jereld and I have talked about not telling our name until after the baby is born.

It's a......

Don't worry...pictures to be posted soon.

With no further delay....



It's a BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Beau Hunter Brewer is expected to make his arrival Mid-February!

We couldn't be more excited!

15 weeks

I'm actually 15 weeks 1 day in this picture, but who's counting?

The past 3 days, I've felt pretty good...which is saying a lot!

My first trimester wasn't that bad until the end...my 2nd trimester has been much harder by far...don't know why. Everyone seems shocked when I tell them that.

12 Week Belly Photo

Yes, I'm getting BIG! I'm 3 months now! What of it? I'll just have to hit the gym hard after all is said and done. PS...please ignore the double chin...I'm afraid I might have one of those for a while.

Oh, and we caught the baby watching a hunting show during the ultrasound...just kidding! But, this is what Jereld texted people after I photoshopped the ultrasound for him!

Three is company!