AKF

Since I’ve taken so long to post, everyone that actually reads this blog probably already knows we’ve decided on a name: Allison Kay. Yay. The one thing we know about Allison so far is that she likes to move. A lot.  And apparently her favorite place to hang out is right near the front of my stomach, because we can frequently see and feel various body parts jutting out and rolling around across my skin.  She really likes creeping her dad out with her alien-like movement whenever he puts his hand on her (I am liking her sense of humor already). 

Well month seven has been more or less the same as month six for me – not too much to report, which I am definitely not complaining about.  I’m still able to go on walks, swim, run (a little), and play tennis (if you consider standing at the baseline and hitting balls that come close enough to me “tennis”).  And since I don’t yet have a human baby to fawn over and take pictures of, my (poor?) canine babies have been getting a lot of attention lately.  Okay fine they have always gotten a lot of attention, but these days I find myself thinking they are even cuter and more precious than usual.  Now I will bombard you with pictures of the dogs that I think are sweet that no one else will really care about:

Tim, Corey, and Corey’s squirrel toy napping

Me and Graham napping. (Disclaimer: This was taken about 3 or 4 weeks ago. I am much bigger now. (And I realize I'm laying on my back)).

And of course Pierce napping.

Yes, Graham thinks this is normal. Yes, we let him do it. Yes, we need to brush up on our parenting skills.  Speaking of brushing up on parenting skills…

What a good dad-to-be! (And it only took a very small bribe of ordering pizza to get him to read it).

I think that’s all I have for now.  We also have Allison’s room pretty much finished, so I’ll work on posting pictures of that next.

Another month bites the dust

So it’s been a month since my last post. Oops. But that means baby girl is now about negative three months old. It’s probably clear from my lack of posting that this past month has been relatively uneventful. Our main baby-related focus has been continuing to research all the baby gear we (think we) need. I have been doing most of the work on that, but Tim offered to help so I told him he could pick out a rectal thermometer. Apparently he wasn’t aware of the fact that we would have any use for one, as he assumed that’s something that “only the doctor has to use.” Poor guy really doesn’t know what's coming.

Aside from that, I’ve been trying to stay relatively active to hopefully help prolong the onset of all of those wonderful aches and pains I’ve heard so much about. I use the term active very loosely, as it pretty much just involves some walking and a little bit of swimming. Although I haven’t been having trouble sleeping yet or a need for a body support pillow or anything like that, I do sort of miss being able to lie on my stomach. Luckily I figured out a way to recreate the feeling in the pool:

For the record, I did swim a few laps before resorting to floating around like this. And I guess dads-to-be need some relaxation time too:

Well that about sums up life for me at six months pregnant. We’ll see if anything more exciting happens in month seven.