baby daddy

 here's my baby daddy
aka my husband/best friend/father of my child

I thought he deserved a shout out. 

This guy has been pretty awesome at taking care of me these last 9 months. He's had to get really good at cleaning up throw up, holding my hair back, and still telling me I look pretty :)

 For 9 months he has set up my "supplies" every night by my bedside- my water, vitamin, snack, throw up bowl and props up all my pillows. He'll come home after a long day of school and work only to go straight to the kitchen and ask me what he can make for my dinner. 

He really has been the best.

One of my favorite things he does is when he sleep kisses. Some people sleep walk or sleep talk but Jeff will roll over in the middle of the night and give me a giant kiss. It usually lands on the back of my head, my forehead, chin, or eyeball- and then he rolls back over and has no memory of it the next day. This usually happens once every three weeks. He doesn't believe me that he does this- but it's true- and adorable.

Here's to my lover boy. He's going to make an amazing dad. Our little girl sure is lucky.

Got This

37 weeks and totally ready.

I mean, I may not have the dresser/changing table put together, and I still need to wash all of the clothes and blankets we have, and we still need to stock up on diapers and wipes and I should really put together a hospital bag, but look- look at this set up!

According to Jeff this is all she really needs.

A pair of shoes and a mini volleyball.

see.....all set.

We got this.

life through my iphone

 time to clear out my phone- 

and although there was a shocking amount of pictures of just food on my phone (I don't even instagram them...i just hoard food  pics? why???),

 some of the others were pretty cute. 

My niece, Taylor came over for a sleepover! She had just turned 5 and had her very own Barbie sleeping bag. We went to the park, watched her princess barbie dvd twice, played bingo and ate doughnuts and cookies for breakfast....so, best sleepover ever in my opinion. 

Taylor is so cute- she would tickle me tummy and say she was tickling the baby and that the baby just loved it. She'll be such a good lil cousin.

she ended up sleeping in bed with me and we kicked Jeff out to the couch. 

Taylor thought this was hilarious- so did I.

 We were just prepping him for when baby girl gets here in a few weeks (!)

I've also never had so many pics of my shoes on my phone before I was pregnant....probably because my shoes/feet still look the same and are the only part of me that hasn't gotten bigger. This is one shot of many....

 This is my third attempt in the last month at keeping ice cream in the house long enough for me to actually get a bite.

 I was successful on this attempt- but only because I started making some serious threats

one seriously smooshed little face

of course there's been a lot of vball watching

maybe my favorite meal ever- sweet potato french fries and grilled pineapple/grilled chicken sandwich

this is also the only picture I took when I went home for a week for a quick visit. I was 34/35 weeks, but whenever anyone on the airplane asked, I lied and said 28 and crossed my fingers that nothing bad would happen. Didn't want anyone hassling me. 

cheeseball city pic of me and my roomie Mary. 

Even though we haven't been roommates for almost 4 years now....I still can't not refer to her as my roommate. 

Jeff's been working and studying so hard this trimester for all of his regular tests and quizzes as well as boards. He was a little tuckered out this night. 

Cutie.

At Babe's with the Cooks!

and then these pics I keep on my phone to look at when.....

when I want to be happy I look at this one above from our wedding day

when I feel exhausted I look at this pic from right before Christmas and realize, oh yeah- I've been seriously growing a baby in there bc now I'm like 10 times that size- and that amount of growing is just going to make you tired, it just is- so it's okay to take a bajillion naps and live in sweats

and this one.....haha this one I look at when I want to laugh. love that mullet.