Progress Report

I'm on the home-stretch! I will be 37 weeks this weekend, and I'm definately ready to be done being pregnant. Actually I'm feeling overdone. Last week I measured at 41 weeks, and the doctor said our baby was pushing 8 pounds already (so much for the newborn clothes). Our doctor wants to do another ultrasound on August 4th to check his size, but everything else is going really well - the baby is a healthy one!

It is getting harder and harder everyday now. I will be happy when I can breathe/sit/stand/sleep/eat again. Despite all my complaints about pregnancy, I am getting so excited for this babe to get here! We are all ready for him, and I think we have everything we could possibly need for a baby... minus the baby.

Here are some pictures of my gigantic tummy... Which reminds me - these are some things I consider inappropriate to say to a rather large pregant lady. I hear these things several times a day. Common sense anyone?

"Damn girl, you are BIG!" (Really? Huh. I have not noticed.)

"You sure you aren't having twins?" (No. I definately would have exploded by now.)

"Are you EVER going to have that baby?" (No, I thought I'd wait til his "terrible two's are over before I decided to let him go.)

"Whoa Mama!" (Geh.)

"You are PREG-NANT" (No shit, Sherlock.)

Side-view

My-view

Please come soon baby! I don't know how much longer I can take it!

Softball Stud

I just wanted to brag about my husband. He is playing softball this summer on a city league with Garrett and some of our friends every Monday night and I love going to watch him play (even if it's still 102 degrees at night). My babe is so athletic! This week he got a homerun, and I think he is the best on the team (not biased at ALL) Hopefully our baby gets his athletic genes from Matt not me!

San Diego

Since we have moved to Hanford, Matt and I have really tried to take advantage of seeing what California has to offer, since Hanford is not particularly exciting. Any weekend that we both have off we try and travel as much as possible, and we have been pretty much everywhere from San Francisco to San Diego. So Matt and I decided to squeeze one more little trip in before the baby comes... kind of like our last freedom weekend before we are super busy with the little mann.

It was so nice to get away. We walked around the Gaslamp District downtown, and ate dinner outside at a cute little Italian restaurant called La Boca. Then we drove to the beach and watched fireworks. From the bay, we could see 5 different firework displays.

The next morning we slept in and went to Mission Beach to relax in the sun and play in the water. This picture is my favorite... This was Matt's expression when the water first touched his feet... Sometimes he is a tiny bit dramatic!

Me and Matt

My husband is so Mmm Mmm Mmmmm!

This guy was laying next to us on the beach, so of course I had to sneak a photo. It got me thinking... What is the advantage of having a tan line half-way up your cheek versus the whole cheek? Ooooh baby! LOL

We went to lunch and headed home. Unfortunately, we got stuck in traffic and it took us about 7 hours to get back. My (c)ankles were not too happy with me.

I think I have seen feet like these somewhere before...