the womanizer

7 weeks to go! Who hoo. I am bigger then ever. I am actually bigger then I was with Drew at 42 weeks! I can't believe it. I had to go shopping last night and get longer shirts. Sadness. I spent $70 on ugly big shirts. Aric justified it for me by saying "its only $10 a week until she's born!". I just hate spending money on such ugly large garments. Maybe I'll just have to keep the "baby weight" on to get the most out of my clothes? Ha! I think I am big because my amniotic fluid is at the 97 percentile. I have another Ultrasound next week to check up on it. Oddly- my wedding ring is JUST starting to get tight. With Drew, I had to take it off around 6 months. Drew especially enjoys giving me physical challenges (i.e-having me chase him around the yard, carrying him kicking and screaming from outside, tossing an entire plate of spaghetti face down on the floor...) you'd think I'd be a toothpick.

Drew has a girlfriend. Her name is Sophie. When he leaves her everyday from daycare, he gives her a big 'ol smooch on the lips. At first, it was cute, now its getting a bit out of control. At first, Sophie would wipe her face off- like she was repulsed. The last few days, the kiss has been lingering with occasional open mouth. I think Aric is going to have to have the talk...

Drew is obsessed with this car track...one of Grandpa's finds. We put it away and take it out for rainy days to keep it "fun".

Getting ready to start his day. He loves going to play with his friends at Rachels. (that is cocoa puff on his lip...super healthy 1st breakfast (drew is a two breakfast guy- one at home, one at daycare))


We had another food incident with Drew over the weekend. Sigh*. It is so annoying, sad, frustrating and disappointing. We are not certain what food caused it, but his face started to get bright red and rashy. No swelling, anaphylaxis or urgent care, just a big dose of benedryl. We were hoping he would start to grow out of some of the allergies. Aric and I are food Nazi's- we have to be. Seriously- EVERYTHING that goes in that kids mouth has to be analyzed. We read every label twice.

This baby girl is still nameless.