“You just eat that up”- this is *D*’s favorite thing to say to me. Why? We’ll let just say that I like- okay LOVE to be loved on and pampered. Any time that anyone asks about Judah, the pregnancy or how I’m doing I really do eat it all up.. At work I am so spoiled. Sad to say but I guess I have to do it for baby Judah : D. Really that is the only reason that I do it!! Everyone is always asking- are you hungry, thirsty, do you want….? Why SURE!!
From our family too. I got Judah this… are you hungry…. do you want…..??? Pure bliss!!
This is a book from tia *E*. It is SO cute!! One of the books that you will be put to bed with.
These are from tia *K* can’t wait to have you wear this.
And this beautiful blanket is from of my coworkers… she hand crocheted this for you.
They love you so much Judah and they haven’t even met you!!
Okay I must start this post by thanking the *worlds best husband*. Really if there were Olympics for putting up with craziness *D* would win the gold medal by far. He has been so good to me even though I know that my hormones are driving him bananas. Now there have been moments that he has thrown his hands up really not knowing what the heck I wanted.
Well, I really don’t know where I got the idea that pregnancy and the monster called hormones was some type of urban myth. I just couldn’t believe these stories of two and sometimes three headed monsters coming out and devouring everything and everyone in sight. Well ladies and gentleman I am here to tell you that those stories are so TRUE!!! No really I have seen this crazy two headed monster staring back at me in the mirror. Snotty nose and all.
Something that I was never told was that along with a growing baby inside of me I would also receive this incredible ability to produce unlimited amount of tears. Seriously its like I have this huge bag of tear water just waiting to be let loose. And let me tell you that I does. At almost anything. If I’m sad I want to cry, if I am happy- surprise- I cry, if *D* makes a face when I ask him something- there they go. And this type of crying/tears is the stuff movies are made of. You know the sentimental, you shot my dog- how could you do this to me kinda cry. YEA. Sometimes I surprise even myself.
My feelings, really I’m not even going to go there. I think I got my feelings hurt by a little kid in the store the other day who just stared this ugly little stare at me. So lets just say I and of course *D* can’t wait till my hormones go back to normal.