If you look up and to the right, you'll notice a little tadpole-like creature floating around. That would be our baby. That's right folks, the B's are expecting baby number 3... 6 weeks today kids... He or she should be done baking by the end of September, so keep your eyes and ears open.
I feel like this is a really bittersweet time. Jason and I always knew there would be one more after Ry, but it wasn't until I got a BFP that I realized this is the last time I'm going to be pregnant. Ever.
The past week has been quite an interesting one. I've come to the realization (again) that my darling husband has absolutely no clue what it's like to be pregnant, what a raging witch I was the last time, or when to keep his mouth shut. So, for all of you hubbies reading, here are some things to not say:
1. Oh hey everyone who works in this office. My wife is pregnant! How far along? Oh, 5 weeks...
2. Honey, I can understand if you were tired from working out, but you didn't do anything today (said after working an 8 hour day, coming home, making dinner and cleaning up.)
3. Honey, you really should work out. I mean, you haven't really lost all of the weight from the last baby... (Someone puh-lease start a fund for my bail.)
Please note that Jason and I have been doing P90X since early January, and he doesn't understand why I shouldn't be participating in an "extreme fitness program." It's going to be a loooong 9 months...
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That would be 34 more weeks to go! And i will start a bail fund.....it is kinda sad when u realize that you wont be getting pg again but thats ok cause its closer we are to two middle-aged hotties on a beach sipping pina~coladas and laughing about the skinny idiots doing P90X
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