The Life Of Bumble B!

Today Bumble B is 26 weeks old! Well, I guess really 24 according to SCIENCE. He's had a tough rocky little road. Or he's given ME a tough rocky road. He's just fine and dandy. At 7 weeks he had to say goodbye to his little sister (I say girl, k?).


He has lots and lots of pictures between Dr.'s visits and the fact that mommy is an xray tech and has lots of friends in Ultrasound!


It's a BOY!


"Look mommy. I'm fine. Stop worrying! Thumbs up!"


"Yummy! Thumbs!"



And the most recent!


Bumble B has been through lots of Braxton Hicks. Every time I think about my BHs in the throws of pain I think of my favorite little TV show called FRIENDS (we don't have cable and watch seasons 1-10 over and over like a movie. over and over...). Rachel goes to the ER because she is having lots of pain. The Dr. calls the BH "mild discomfort". and Ross says "Those are nothing!". She interjects with "NO UTERUS, NO OPINION." Dang skippy Rach. I'm dealing with "uncomfortable" Braxton Hicks, a bit of shortening of my cervix (which I got the excuse to rest and sit when I feel pressure! Whoop!) and the whole giant bucket load of nerves nerves nerves! I am always afraid something bad is about to happen, something is wrong... I still have 3 months left! I know Bumble B is just chillin, rollin his eyes at me (which are OPEN this week!) and just bored with my antics.

I wonder what I'll be like when he's BORN?!