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Here are the ultrasound pictures from 22 weeks. I took actual pictures of them so they are not that great.

Sorry, it's been a while since I blogged. I was building up on stories to share. A lot has happened, and as you can see, I am growing! These pics may be a little R-rated, but what the hell, I don't care. I wanted you to get the full view of my hot pregnant bod. HA! The baby is really moving a lot now, to the point where I can actually see it moving just by looking at my belly. It's nuts!

My 22 week doctor appointment went fabulous. I was nervous about it because the 22 week ultrasound is a big deal. They make sure the baby is growing normally and we found out, it sure is! The baby is over a pound now - they say that it should be about a pound now - so it's bigger than average. It's heartrate is 153, which is great. The ultrasound tech said, "this baby has some long legs!" Not sure where those came from, but I'll take it! The feet are about 2 inches long, which I thought was huge, but I guess it's normal. The tech asked if we wanted to know the sex and we kindly said no thanks, she knew right away what it was. It was VERY HARD to hold back and say no, but now I am glad that we didn't find out. I am sooooo excited to pop this baby out just to know if it's a girl or boy. I cannot wait to meet him or her. I am hoping that excitement and curiousity carries over mentally to help make the labor less painful. I am going to try to get the ultrasound pictures posted on here as well. They don't scan well. Last time a co-worker took high-quality photos of the ultrasound pictures one by one and they turned out pretty good when I posted them. Maybe we'll have to do that again.

WOW. I have had two VERY bitchy days in a row now. Is this normal? I seriously want to strangle at least one person a day. I am VERY emotional too. Today I don't want to talk to anybody! I don't even want anybody to look at me! Is there something wrong with that? This morning leaving for work I put on my red coat over my ivory hoodie and I realized that I totally looked like Santa Claus. I said to Brett, "Great, here comes Santa." He started singing a Christmas jingle and I snapped at him. That started off another emotional, bitchy day. Yesterday I went to Von Maur to look at boots. I need brown heeled boots. Mine are a few years old, and getting pretty trashy now. A woman got me the two pairs I asked to try on so I proceeded to sit down and pull off my boots that I had on. I guess I kept grasping my belly as I kept getting up, sitting down, and walking over to the mirror. She looked at my funny and asked, "Does your stomach hurt?", "No." I said. "I'm pregnant." I think she mumbled something, but I didn't really hear what she said. So apparently, I still just look like I have a beer gut, and not a pregnant belly. Ugh...

I promised a new belly pic so here it is. I am feeling a million times better than I was in the first trimester. I am actually going to the gym after work tonight. I have much more energy and totally feel up to the treadmill and some light weights. The only problem was trying to figure out what I was going to wear to the gym. Definitely no spandex shorts! I am going to be one of those pregnant women with the third nipple. My belly button is already starting to come out a little! I should have posted a pick of it, but I didn't want to gross anybody out - even though I don't find belly buttons gross at all. Maybe I will post it! It's my damn blog!
I made chop suey on Sunday and managed to finish off the entire pot BY MYSELF by Wednesday. I was awfully proud of myself how good it was. So anybody who says that I am not eating, or that I haven't gained enough weight, has lost their mind.