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thump-thump, thump-thump
I’ve always wondered what it was like to be pregnant, and to be a young 21 years old, I can say I’m more excited then ever to meet our little POTUS. Today makes my excitement explode with sparkles and cherry Jolly Ranchers. All the while— I’m vigorously trying to pick up all the Cherry Jolly Ranchers because they’re my favorite, and I want to make a party in my mouth.
We see the doctor today!! I say this followed by a really poorly put-together synchronized dance with my very uncoordinated but handsome husband, Ron. There is going to be nothing better today then hearing the heartbeat of a human being Ron and I created. I can’t wait to hold Ron’s hand in a couple hours and experience the true feeling of becoming a Mommy and a Daddy together.
Hearing the heartbeat makes me feel like this will all feel so much more real. Yes, I’m almost 12 weeks pregnant — but so far, all I have to account for is extreme gas, sore boobs, and a round belly.
Will update you with what happens at the doctor’s today! Woo hoo!!!
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thump-thump, thump-thump
I’ve always wondered what it was like to be pregnant, and to be a young 21 years old, I can say I’m more excited then ever to meet our little POTUS. Today makes my excitement explode with sparkles and cherry Jolly Ranchers. All the while— I’m vigorously trying to pick up all the Cherry Jolly Ranchers because they’re my favorite, and I want to make a party in my mouth.
We see the doctor today!! I say this followed by a really poorly put-together synchronized dance with my very uncoordinated but handsome husband, Ron. There is going to be nothing better today then hearing the heartbeat of a human being Ron and I created. I can’t wait to hold Ron’s hand in a couple hours and experience the true feeling of becoming a Mommy and a Daddy together.
Hearing the heartbeat makes me feel like this will all feel so much more real. Yes, I’m almost 12 weeks pregnant — but so far, all I have to account for is extreme gas, sore boobs, and a round belly.
Will update you with what happens at the doctor’s today! Woo hoo!!!
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Quickly sharing while Ron is in the shower getting ready to take me to my birthday breakfast at Mother’s Bistro (!!). Ron got me these pictures for my birthday from the never failing Etsy.com. Apparently a woman prints animals on vintage dictionary pages. Well, it works for me! Can’t wait to put these in the house! Thanks Ron!
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Don’t have a seizure from all the belly shots you’ve seen in the last 24 hours.
This one was shot by the wonderful Kimi Kolba — whom has treated me with wanting to capture my pregnancy through her film and artistic mind. Can’t wait to see what else she has in store for POTUS and I!
Thanks, Kimi!
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Quickly sharing while Ron is in the shower getting ready to take me to my birthday breakfast at Mother’s Bistro (!!). Ron got me these pictures for my birthday from the never failing Etsy.com. Apparently a woman prints animals on vintage dictionary pages. Well, it works for me! Can’t wait to put these in the house! Thanks Ron!
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Don’t have a seizure from all the belly shots you’ve seen in the last 24 hours.
This one was shot by the wonderful Kimi Kolba — whom has treated me with wanting to capture my pregnancy through her film and artistic mind. Can’t wait to see what else she has in store for POTUS and I!
Thanks, Kimi!
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OH BABY!
Well, with eleven weeks (three months) under my belt (or on top of my belt?) and an obnoxious baby bump — I figured it’s time for another belly update. I’ll have to show you guys how awful my jeans looks on me, and the fantastic knot tying I do with a black rubber band to keep them up on my hips. The only problem: my fly doesn’t zip up. So I’ve resorted to long shirts and high pitched screams from little kids when the wind blows.
Last week I already starting having crappy nights of sleep consisting of laying in bed and trying to brainwash my bladder that NO YOU DONT HAVE TO PEE AGAIN DAMMIT! It hurts my boobs to lay on my side (yes, because they are freaking swollen) and it hurts my back when I’m lying on it. I’m hoping things will get better, but also aware that it’s going to get worse.
Recent cravings: guacamole, sour candy, fresh fruit
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OH BABY!
Well, with eleven weeks (three months) under my belt (or on top of my belt?) and an obnoxious baby bump — I figured it’s time for another belly update. I’ll have to show you guys how awful my jeans looks on me, and the fantastic knot tying I do with a black rubber band to keep them up on my hips. The only problem: my fly doesn’t zip up. So I’ve resorted to long shirts and high pitched screams from little kids when the wind blows.
Last week I already starting having crappy nights of sleep consisting of laying in bed and trying to brainwash my bladder that NO YOU DONT HAVE TO PEE AGAIN DAMMIT! It hurts my boobs to lay on my side (yes, because they are freaking swollen) and it hurts my back when I’m lying on it. I’m hoping things will get better, but also aware that it’s going to get worse.
Recent cravings: guacamole, sour candy, fresh fruit
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three days, six days.
Three hot sunny days until I become the hype of 21 years old. Although I had a little more exciting plans before I found out I was pregnant (vegas, drinks, dancing, drinks, drinks) I think I’ll take being pregnant over pretending I like the taste of beer. I KNOW, I live in Portland, OR and don’t really care for beer — deport me now (preferably somewhere cold, please).
I’ve started becoming OBSESSED with our unborn child. This morning I looked on Target.com for nearly two hours looking at crib bedding and crying. The bedding would be called something like, “Banana monkey split” and I would be like, BAHHHHH — THAT IS SO CUTE (while tears are falling). But in all honesty, I’m just so eager to find out what we’re having so I can seriously start buckling down and pick out room colors, crib, carseat, and clothes.
Six days until Ron and I meet our doctors for the first time. Next friday we’ll be walking across the street to St. Vincent’s Women’s Clinic (which is literally RIGHT next to our apartment complex) and meeting our nurse and OBGYN. Two people who will be present at the end of January when we give birth to our one and only POTUS. It’s so great to have an appointment set in stone — as health insurance has been the most stressful part of being pregnant and we were just recently accepted on the OHP and will not have to pay a cent for anything. SUCH A BLESSING. Cue the music so the credits can roll.
We will be finding out basic information of course, but also the date of an ultrasound where we can actually find out if our POTUS is a Nancy or a Bob. If I’m as far along as I was told by a walk-in clinic when I first found out I was pregnant — we should be finding out what POTUS is nearing the end of next month. SOO EXCITED! RAWR!
What do we think we’re having? I’m convinced it’s a girl. Ron’s convinced it’s a boy.
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