Baby registry

Creating a baby registry is an incredibly exhausting task. We spent FOUR HOURS at Babies R Us today scanning stuff that we didn't even recognize half the time. When we were standing in the receiving blanket aisle Brandon said "What the hell are these things for, exactly?"- I contemplated BS-ing an answer for a minute and finally said "I have no effing clue." Thank God the store provies a list of the things you need, we were like deer in the headlights. The strange Manager who was apparently God's gift to parents and the be-all-end-all authority on all things infant had a nice little story to tell us about how our cats will sleep on our baby's face. All in all, it was exhausting and incredibly overwhelming. Expensive, detailed, voluminous. :P

19 weeks 6 days- Ultrasound techs are sadists.

Kellan trying to block his face with his arms/hands


Talk to the hand.



Spine- look at all the tiny vertebrae!




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Peenie



The little black donut behind his peenie is his full bladder- he was holding it too! :)

Today we had our 19/20 week ultrasound at Scripps. Those people are sadists. They made me drink 32 ounces ( count 'em- 4 GLASSES! ) of water 90 minutes prior to my ultrasound and told me to HOLD IT!!! Then they were a half hour late getting me back. I almost pissed on their exam table out of spite. Clearly none of them has ever been pregnant, I very nearly peed with every step I took through that clinic. Seeing how big I am these days maybe I could have said it was my water breaking and no one would be the wiser :) Kellan was asleep for the first time in his fetal life during most of his ultrasound. I kept thinking there was no possible way they were going to get a half decent picture the way this baby rolls and kicks about 23.5 hours a day. He is still a huge baby, he is almost a pound now and he is still a week ahead of time size- wise. I hope he doesn't take after my brother- I don't want to give birth to a 10 and a half pound baby. :P But he is healthy and gorgeous and cute as usual.

Prenatal classes- denied.

I have been on a search for a prenatal yoga or swim class here in San Diego- apparently there exists no such class for a normal woman. Of course, there are plenty of classes about hypnobirthing your baby in a bathtub and classes about why you should eat your placenta/plant it in your backyard/make a shrine out of it- WTF? Are there no classes for a normal pregnant chick that just wants to work out and chill out and not hear about zen-births and hemp diapers? Evidently San Diego is no place for a girl who prefers an epidural and non-placental foodstuffs.

Kellan's 15 week ultrasound pictures....

Here we go.... 18 weeks 3 days

Well, at the insistence of friends, I finally decided to cave and start a pregnancy blog.... are you guys really that interested? Lol. OK well here we go- 18 weeks 3 days pregnant and counting. The little man has been kicking like a champ for the past week- he is quite the enthusiastic mosh pit baby. He particularly hates when my increasingly tight scrub pants squish into him when I'm sitting- he goes at those with gusto. I'm well into the second trimester so no more near-barf experiences, except around ground beef. I swear it smells rotten even with taco seasoning on it. Sigh. On the plus side, I am finally actually looking pregnant now, not just like a fat girl as Brandon would so endearingly point out on an hourly basis the past 6 weeks or so. I actually had an old coworker say to me a few weeks ago " Uh, did you get like big? " ( as in fat ) to which I replied " Uh, I got like pregnant. " Look forward to it, premom friends- you will look like a chubby chick too, until your belly starts to get rounder, then you will just be cute :) That's all for tonight, I'll keep this blog updated with pics and posts for the next 22 weeks or so and you girls ( I am damn sure my guy friends are not reading this ) can keep up on what's going on in my pregnancy :)