Tummy Pics

Finley will be making her debut exactly 10 days from today on March 17th. I have to have another c-section because she, like her brother, is breech. Since we tried turning Oliver and it didn’t work, I have decided not to try moving her since she has not changed positions since week 20. Tom and I seem to make the most stubborn, hard headed little babies that just get wedged in there and refuse to budge. I guess it’s not too surprising since we are 2 of the most stubborn people on the planet. The other night I wasn’t feeling very well and kind of panicked when I realized we haven’t had any pictures taken of her in my tummy so here they are.

We have decided to go ahead with Finley Winslet. I just think it’s really unique, feminine and whimsical. When I picture a little girl with this name I picture her to be completely lighthearted and fun–loving. I know some of you will think it’s a weird name, but I like having kids with really unique names. I hope I never meet another Berkeley, Oliver or Finley!! I don’t mind if there are some of those names in other states across the country, just not in mine. I know, I’m a little over the top when it comes to names, but it really is a huge deal to me. Oh well, what are you gonna do?

This pregnancy has gone super fast. I think it’s because I have been so busy with the other 2 that I just haven’t had time to think about it or really even prepare. The holidays didn’t help either because time always seems to fly during that season. I didn’t crave many donuts this time around. The things I ate the most of are Oreo’s. Costco sells a larger than life pack and I have purchased quite a few of them in recent months. One day Laura called just as I put Berkeley & Oliver down for their naps. When she asked me what I was doing I said “Oh, the kids just went down so I am sitting on the couch about to polish off a sleeve of Oreos.” She laughed and said “Oh, don’t let me keep you from that…have a few for me too.” And I did. She didn’t have to tell me twice! I can’t ever say no to my sister, and in this instance I was more than happy to fulfill her request!

I have never been one to wear my husband’s clothes, but I happened to discover some really warm black fleece pants in his closet one day. I put them on along with a black ‘non-maternity’ shirt. When I went downstairs Tom was sitting on the couch and started cracking up. He said “Wow! You kind of look like an Oreo with that outfit on. I think you’ve had so many of them you’re turning into one.” Sure enough, I looked down and saw my pasty white tummy sticking out in between my black shirt and pants. I guess it’s true, you are what you eat! I told him he was really lucky to have a wife that enjoys laughing at herself; otherwise he’d be sleeping elsewhere! Wise guy!

Another thing I discovered from Costco are those cream puffs filled with fresh whipped cream. Every once in a while I’ll get 8-10 of them out of the freezer and let them sit for 30 minutes so the cream gets nice and soft. If you have never tried these you truly are missing out on a little piece of heaven on earth. I have consumed so many of these, that it looks as though I am carrying 3 babies…one in front and 2 in back. We 'lovingly' refer to it as the trifecta! I now have my own “cream filled puffs” that follow me everywhere! When I round a corner it takes a few seconds for the rest of me to clear it! As you can imagine, it is getting increasingly more difficult with each passing day to visit Elmo in the back of my car. You see, Elmo was designed for tiny little 3 year old buns, not enormous cream filled ones! I’m sure I make quite a sight being 9 months pregnant hovering precariously above a child’s potty seat. I'm pretty sure Beyonce would wholeheartedly agree with me when I say "I don’t think Elmo was quite ready for this jelly!"

So, that’s it. 9 months and 40 lbs later I’m getting ready to have another baby. The novelty of being pregnant the third time around may have worn off a bit, but the food consumption definitely hasn’t. I’ll just make sure I steer clear of Jake's vet for a little while longer. I know the growth chart would consider me to be “grossly obese” and I’m just not ready to face that yet! Meanwhile, I believe it’s been about 30 minutes so my puffs should be just the right temperature. I’ll go ahead and have one for you, Laura. Or, more than likely, 2 or 3 or 4!!!