little gifts my baby boy leaves for his mom..

three pimples, wider feet and inablity to sleep longer than five hour stretches....groovy. I remain a wee wee bit on the grumpy/weepy/estatically happy side. Less than eight weeks to go, and each day hammers in the facts..

there is a baby in my belly and I am the mama.

Wowsers.

I read all the pregnancy books, listen with great sarcastic interest the " advice" from celebrity moms....I plan detailed projects..( this week's is to plant flowers in my yard) usually to be derailed by ..my lack of energy..kinda like ordering more than you can eat..although that is an awful analogy right now...

baby boy...

he hates ultrasounds..refuses with great intensity to reveal his entire unobstructed face..rests his head on his hand as if to say.." enough already momma I am busy"..what he does love is music like his daddy and some call them hiccups, I like to think he is giggling.:)

I dream in

belly 3 d...waking up checking to make sure it ( the belly) is still there..then a light nudge or push..so my boy will push back..just to know he is there and fine..

hot

isn't the term I use when I first look in the mirror in the morning..puffy, pregnant, shocked...much better choices...

and so it is..on a Saturday in preggoville.

I'm having a baby! - no that's not a typo..

due in September..thought about renaming the blog, but too complicated and I like my moniker..I'm eating veggies now, hot dogs, belgian pudding and celery when the mood hits...Gave up coffee, tequila, and red wine cold turkey..fun week that was.:) 40 years old and I am sure that God always has a sense of humor with my life...not a planned pregnancy but I am thrilled...and the baby xray( as my dad calls him) is cooperating immensely..no morning sickness, just a superhuman nose..I can smell everything anyone has eaten in the last day, as well as bo around the corner...not the best super sense to have, but it beats barfing...I've joined every baby club on the net, but most of those women scare me, have me obsessing over things I would prefer not to obsess about.. although it's fun to see that there are over three hundred women in my due Septemeber 15th birth club..not so fun to think I'll qualify for the early bird specials when my baby xray is graduating from high school...my firstborn thinks this is awesome and is being the best big sister already...but she was born essentially perfect..so nothing less was expected....

gotta go now and eat this healthy breakfast I guess..headed to the doctor to see the little baby heartbeat...swoon...I am officially in love with my baby.