My Open Letter to Chocolate Pudding

Dear Chocolate Pudding,
Hey there sweet thang! Can I call you puddin'? Well I'm going to. Puddin', you make me so happy. You are the perfect balance of sweet and creamy. At times you jiggle on my spoon, other times I don't take the time to look but just because I don't take my time when devouring your deliciousness does not mean I don't value you as much as those who do. I need you in my life, Puddin'. You are a quick and easy homemade dessert, if I want to be fancy and impress all of my friends. Or you are a grocery shelf staple that doesn't require refrigeration- you could single-handedly save the world in a blackout/zombie attack/alien invasion/etc. Thanks for being so accommodating, Puddin' it means a lot.
Speaking of accommodating, you really are with all of the different flavors and textures out there- not just chocolate (gasp). I embrace them all, from bread pudding- which I believe is only pudding by name alone, to custards, to warm tapioca pudding, to the ever loved and devoured Snack Packs. Oh and the flavors, so many flavors... Butterscotch, banana, vanilla, chocolate, dark chocolate, and the new "designer flavors" such as cupcake and coconut cream pie. I gladly accept and applaud your diversity. I do not discriminate, Puddin'. You just make me happy. But like a fly to light, I come back to chocolate because it embodies all that is good and holy in this world.You are the whipped cream on my shortcake, the Reese's to my s'more, the milk to my cookie, and finally the pudding to my spoon.
I guess it's time to stop beating around the bush and just say it... But I can't. I feel like a school girl with her first crush. But this is a safe environment and you are such a loving food item. I guess I can say it... I love you Puddin'. I love you with all of my pregnant, sweet loving heart.

With all of my love and admiration,
Stacie

30 Weeks and FOOOOD

My brain has basically dried up and fallen out of my ear... I can't think straight or even remember to brush my own teeth in the morning. But there is one thing I can remember... Food. I remember to eat ALL THE TIME. During most of this pregnancy I've craved healthy things or at least I rarely wanted things that were bad. However, that has now changed. I could basically eat chocolate all day long... Everyday. I thought I would document some of the cravings I've been having for this weeks picture.

Hello, huge belly. Nice for you to make another appearance. Here are a few things that didn't make the list of have definitely been incredibly crave-worthy in my world... Fruit and fruit juice, granola (I eat granola+banana+milk every morning for breakfast), pudding (dark chocolate preferably), and milk. I hate milk but I drink at least 2 glasses a day and it still freaks me out. I probably should have underlined and bolded fish tacos on the board because that was my very first "I need it right now, don't get in my way" kind of craving. I had to drive across town and Andy was pissed about it and I got so angry that there was traffic that there were for real tears.

I checked around on the internet today and found out that as of 31 weeks (which is today) the baby is the size of a pineapple. WHAT?! Next thing you know it will be driving. Stop it, stop it right now.

Well that's interesting...

Yesterday (Sunday 4/14), at 30 weeks exactly, I had Braxton Hicks contractions for the first time. It was definitely interesting. A glass of water and laying on my side helped but they did go on for about 45 minutes. Anywho, I will post 30 week picture soon... I will leave you with something awesome.

FOR THE LOVE OF SPANX!

28-29 Weeks: Holy Bunnies

We have officially hit the 3rd trimester! I was so excited because that means we are getting close to meeting the little baby nugget.. but then my body fell completely apart and now I'm not so excited. My hips and back are a disaster- they hurt so bad. Walking is nearly impossible sometimes. My face is breaking out again, hmm, thanks hormones- you horrible jerks. I'm so flipping sick now, like more sick than I have been the whole time. I guess that means the kid is really cooking in there.
Speaking of the kid, they are a dancing fool anymore. I mean seriously! In fact, the nugget and I got in our first fight today. I was at work and every time I would roll close to my desk the kid would kick, HARD. Therefore pinching my stomach between their foot/head/butt/arm/whatever any my wooden desk. Can we all just say "ouch" in unison. Thanks, I appreciate your sympathy.
Anywho, we hit 28 weeks on Easter Sunday because we have awesome timing. Here I am with a giant belly....

The wall is supposed to say "Happy Easter to our Baby Bunny" but my belly cut off the -ny.... So happy Easter to our Baby Bun. Which makes me giggle. Next time I promise to move back and not let my stomach take over the wall. P.S. this was the very first day my ankles swelled and they were ridiculous! I don't look forward to that...
The next weekend, at 29 weeks, we went to have a quick "sneak peek" of the nugget. We had our 3d ultrasound done and it was amazing. I honestly thought it was going to be like a normal ultrasound where they point something out and I pretend like I know what they are talking about but these were SO CLEAR. Here are a few...

Those are baby faces! :). The kid was kicking around and moving. It was awesome for Andy to actually see the movement of the baby- it made it pretty real. Also, they gave us a dvd of the session so we can look back and see the stretches and twirls.