15 weeks...

... and looking a lot bigger than I thought I did.

 

I felt like when I had this shirt and a sweater on, you still couldn't really tell. Then I took that sweater off and put my hands around my belly... and bam! There was a pregnant woman standing in the mirror.

Update

I feel like this should be accompanied by a picture, but we just haven't taken one lately. I am now 14 weeks along... and starting to show. You know, that weird phase where none of your normal clothes fit like they should, but you still look completely ridiculous in maternity clothes. Yeah, that's where I am. Not completely over the sickness yet, but I'm getting better.  At least now I'm not puking EVERY day.  Our baby is apparently the size of a lemon (for those of you Liz Rutters who wanted a visual), or about 3-4 inches crown to rump. My doctor said that my next appointment (April 14) will just be a check up... weight, blood pressure... whatever else they do at check ups. I'm not sure when exactly we get to find out the sex, but I'm pretty sure it's just at 20 weeks. So we still have a little bit of a wait.

With the sickness and being so tired, it's been hard to think about what it will actually be like having a baby (mostly right now I think about sleeping and not throwing up). It seems really weird to me still. Like, I still feel so young, and I feel like I don't even have the capacity to love a baby like it deserves to be loved. Geez, I can't even love my husband like he deserves to be loved. How in the world am I going to selflessly take care of a BABY?? And not just A baby... OUR baby.  It blows my mind and makes me scared. That's why I'm thankful that when I am weak, He is strong.  My God already loves this baby more perfectly and unconditionally than I ever can. Therefore I can trust that he will also give me the strength and the love that I need to show our baby as well.  I cannot love him/her perfectly, but Christ can, so I will just let Him be my strength.

Easter 2010

Easter is obviously always a really important holiday and a good reminder of what Christ accomplished for us. But for some reason this year I felt especially aware of just how important that accomplishment is. It gives me great confidence knowing that my Savior is the only one who has ever claimed to be God himself, and he proved it by raising from the grave and conquering death. If not for the resurrection, then my faith has nothing to stand on because it makes Jesus just like every other man who has claimed to be a Savior and then died, having accomplished nothing. Jesus, though, took on death, took on the punishment of my sin, and then DEFEATED it. He is Risen!

This year we stayed in town for Easter and got to enjoy and wonderful lunch on a beautiful day, hosted by a couple from our church, along with the rest of our church family .  They invited the entire congregation over to their house yesterday afternoon for a fabulous meal and fellowship. The weather was so perfect... everyone enjoyed bocci ball, frisbee, volleyball, walking on the beach.... or like me, just sitting in the sun and chatting. It was perfect!

Oh Blogger...

I am not exactly loving this new blog editor. Has anyone else started using it?  I like that it is uploading my pictures way way faster, but I don't feel like I can move stuff around as easily as I can in the old editor. Please tell me if I'm doing something way wrong.

Catching up...

Last weekend (as in, the weekend before Easter) was our big 10K. You know, the one I signed up for way back in January to motivate me to run... before I got pregnant? The one I was all excited about... so much so that I convinced two of my college girl friends to come in town to run it with me?  Well, like I said, I got pregnant. E got sick about two weeks before the race and had one of those terrible nagging coughs that keeps you from breathing every time you start laughing. And Liz... Liz bought her plane ticket and forgot to sign up for the race.  No worries, though. We were just all going to take it easy and walk it together.

E and I met up in Richmond on Friday night and picked up our race packets with our fancy numbers and everything (and got our tshirts... size Large... so glad they asked me what size I wanted when I registered. No really, they did. I said small. And then they ran out.)  Then Liz missed her connecting flight and didn't end up getting in until like 11:30 or 11:45pm. Which means we didn't get back to our hotel til after midnight. And then of course we stayed up talking til like 2am. And then it was just ridiculous to think that we would get up for the race in the morning. So what did we do? We splurged on a nice hotel... did valet parking and everything... and then laid in bed and turned on TV in the morning. And what to our surprise was being broadcast?  THE RACE! So we just sat in bed and ate and WATCHED the race. And we saw the winner. I mean, how often do you actually SEE the winner. It's a good thing we stayed in bed :-)

After some shopping and meeting up with the boys and the dogs, E, Liz, Addy and I came back to King George for some REAL fun.

We really did have a great time... just playing games and sitting around talking. We had high hopes to take pictures together looking our very best... but pajamas prevail.


Nacho and Addy fell in love, of course.  It was that picture of Nacho in a tie. It stole Addy's heart.

Possibly the funniest part of the whole weekend (okay, you probably had to be there) happened about 30 seconds before E was attempting to head out of KG back to Roanoke.  We had the great idea of taking the dogs to the playground to run so Addy would be all tired on the trip home. Then Addy had the great idea of trying to go swimming in a puddle that was UNDER a bench that she had to army crawl along the ground to even get to. Then she just laid there and rolled and rolled in it. 

E used her personal hairbrush to "clean" Addy before letting her in the car...

And then put that good ole' Size L Ukrops 10K tshirt to good use.

It was quite hilarious.

We really had such a good time hanging out. It's always so great to see good friends who just know you. Those are the friends that you laugh the hardest with.  It was a great refreshing weekend. Thanks for coming girls!