a lot of belly shots and a lot about pregnancy. consider yourself warned.

21 Weeks...feeling more and more preggo every day!

this is the look of love...what, you don't see it? 

he really better be a cute kid.

i'll be the first to tell you i can't fake a smile.

you don't ever want to get this look.

 that thing is really, really round

For those of you who haven't had the unique joy (totally serious, here) of being pregnant, it's probably the weirdest thing you could ever experience.  Have you ever been a man on a mission for some food...ok, not some food...all food.  Everywhere.  Not just everything in sight.  Have you?  Well imagine that feeling and smash into it the feeling when you've been outside in the heat and have just chugged about a gallon of cold water in attempts to quench your thirst.  You know that full feeling that comes with quenching that thirst?  The one that no matter how hungry you are, you think at that moment that you could never eat another bite of ANY kind of food?  THAT is a little bit what being pregnant is like.  At least right now.  That's another thing about pregnancy.  What works, tastes good, fits, and is comfortable today could be exactly what DOESN'T work, etc. the next day.  If it even takes that long.  It's the most bizarre thing ever.  And he's the size of a spaghetti squash, now.  That's huge, right?!  He moves all the time now...talk about bizarre.  I don't even know how to describe it.  I mean, it's a tiny human, moving around inside me.  And i am in pain almost 24/7 because of either a pubic fracture or a pubic cartilage tear...from my first pregnancy.  And the irritable uterus has been up and running since 16 weeks.  Nausea still comes and goes.  Bladder control pretty much ended with my first trimester.  Every 10 days or so I have a growth spurt...and I am scared to see the scale I haven't seen in more than a week.  And i don't love it all, but I cherish it with everything I am.  I love this kid and am counting down the days until I am holding him in my arms.  So grateful that I get to carry this boy...and that going for a second babe was so easy.  And equally devastated that it's so easy for us and for so many will never happen.  For whatever reason we get to be parents, I am so grateful, so humbled.  

Thank you, sweet Jesus.