Baby Shower

This weekend was my baby shower. My sister in-law, Kim had it at her house. There was so much good food including homemade red velvet cupcakes from scratch with Tom's grandma's recipe. I got some really great gifts from everyone I'm so thankful for all of you who attended. I don't have lots of friends but I am very close with my siblings and I'm lucky that Tom's family has been kind enough to take me in as one of their own. My sister, Karen who has also just announced she is pregnant surprised me with a stroller/car seat system. Wow! What a fantastic gift. She also brought me some great clothes from one of her work friends (thanks Jamie!!) who had a daughter that never got to wear some of the newborn clothes. I think she was one of those big babies that surpassed newborn sizes right away. Now let's hope that doesn't happen to me. I actually didn't know "newborn" was a different size than "0-3 months" so now I have an entire wardrobe of size newborn and I don't know if Lauren will ever wear them. I'm hoping to have a small baby but it's up to nature at this point. I just can't imagine how I'm going to squeeze a watermelon out of my body.




Today Lauren pressed her foot up against my belly in her normal fashion. Except this time she pressed really hard and I could tell it was a foot. So I pressed back against her foot. She pulled away and then put it back and we repeated this a few more times before she was just so totally over it. But Mama loved it! As much as I adore this little rambunctious little sweetie inside me, she is causing me to lose a ton of sleep. I slept a few hours this weekend but got no sleep at all sunday night. I was in such bad shape in the morning, I had to call off work to stay home and try to sleep. I'm so upset about the amount of paid days off I have left for work. I have used so many for doctors appointments and sick days and winter storm extravaganza 2010. It's only april and I won't be able to take a vacation or use any days for myself. All I do is work work work. And then it gets to be too much and I call off. Then we repeat the cycle again and again. Maybe next year (I say that every year.... and every year I don't take a vacation). And now with a kid, I'll probably never get to take one.

Honestly Pregnant,
Jen