On a side note...

I miss pooping.

I'm actually worried for the first time in my life that I'm not gaining enough weight.

Round ligament pain sucks balls.

I get excited whenever I'm able to get anything done around the house.

I need a nap. Several times per day.

My esophagus may or may not be on fire at any given moment. Usually, it is. I'm going to get cancer.

October can NOT come soon enough.

Princess Peach Rower

I know, I know. I haven't posted.

Life is hard. And busy. And so much fun.

We're having a girl. A girl. With all her glorious girly parts. And pink. I'm kind of excited now, I'm not gonna lie.

Today, I ordered a crap load of clothes from Carter's. Why? Because each item was less than $3.99 and that's a darn good deal. And, 99.9% is pink. Why? Because I'm having a GIRL!!!

A girl.

I wasn't sure that Matt was super excited about it, but it is a truly adorable thing now to see him talk to his daughter via my stomach with his little nickname for her and all. "Princess Peach," he says. "Behave yourself in there," he tells her when she practices ballet on my bladder.

And it's fine if she's a tomboy or a nerd. She'll just be wearing pink while doing so.

I can not wait to see Puppy hold his daughter for the first time. I wanna take so many pictures, just thinking about it overwhelms me.

God, is it October yet?

22 Weeks today! Sex tomorrow!

No, not that kind of sex... we get to find out the sex of our baby tomorrow.

Tomorrow. Awesome.

Meanwhile, I'm fat, my belly has become suspect with extra hair (I may do the whole Bethanny thing and have my man wax my belly clean - ladies, you know what I'm talking about) and I feel incredibly gross. If I could think of a word that is the COMPLETE opposite of sexy, I'd go with that.

Repulsive? Maybe.

I received my very first, official baby gift from my dear friend, Miss Kylee in Mexico. Yay! for dear friends....

More tomorrow. With the big news, and all.