Cute Pic of Vega

I just had to add this adorable picture of Vega on here!!

Mini-baby shower, Girls Night & Lamaze

Memorial Weekend has been spectacular so far!!  On Friday after work (well it got crazy...) I had to drive all the way to David's Bridal (1 hr away) to get my maid of honor dress tailored.  Then right after that I had to drive an hour back to get to the hospital for the start of my private lamaze class.  I really liked my instructor.  She definitely had a strong opinion towards natural birth but she wasn't pushy and really considered what I wanted from my birth.  It was kinda nice having the natural birth perspective since I've read 3 books coming from the doctors perspective.  I still have no idea what I'm going to do....epidural or natural....it's so hard to say when I've never been through contractions.  No idea how bad it will be. I guess we will see in 8 weeks what I decide!! 

So on Saturday I had my Lamaze class again...fun and informative.  Then I went to my friend Kelley's house and was thinking it was just a girls day but found out it was a little mini-baby shower for Phyllis and I.  Kelley, Megan, Angie and Jackie were there.  Josh, Jerrod, Gary and Wade came by a little later.  It was fun.  It was the first gifts that I've been able to open for the baby.  It was fun!  I love opening gifts for Norah.  Much better than opening gifts for myself.  Kelley gave us a basket with bath soap and lotion, a first aid kit that we registered for, two stuffed animals and the little animal attached to the blanket thing (which I heard babies love).  Megan made us a lavender themed diaper cake which had a cute pair of little girl sun glasses.  Angie gave us a little outfit (a green onsie with a fish on it and a purple skirt) and breast pads and soothing gel breast pads.  Jackie gave us two swaddling blankets.  I had a good time catching up with all of them. 

Then on Sunday we had our last and final Lamaze class.  Learned a little about breastfeeding, breathing, positions.  We practiced some positions and it was a good idea to help my mom learn what she can do to help.  After that I went to meet Suzanne, Kristin, Tina, and Patricia for a girls night out.  We went to Sweet Frog (which is sooooo delicious) and had fun talking and laughing.  Then we went to see Bridesmaids.  We sat in the back row and just laughed hysterically.  I felt like we were 13 year olds.  We were singing with the music and dancing and laughing and just having a good time. 

Today is Monday-No Work!  holla!!  And I had a great time talking to Cody on the phone this morning.  And right now I'm just waiting for dad to get here so we can go get something to eat then head out to the movies to see the Hangover Part II.  So far it's been a wonderful weekend!! 

Scared

I am so scared.  These feelings that I’m having just won’t go away.  No matter how many people I talk to and how much hope and strength people try to give me.  I’m so scared.  I’m pregnant and Cody is deployed.  I don’t know what I’m doing.  I never thought I’d be alone during such a special time in my life.  We want our little girl so bad and we’re so happy to be starting a life together.  But the horrible part is that we aren’t starting it together.  We starting our family apart.  Away from each other.  This is so hard.  I cry every day.  I can’t handle this.  I don’t want to mess up our little girl.  I don’t want to set her up for failure because I can’t handle the separation.  I just want her to be healthy and happy and she’s already underweight.  Is it my fault?  I just want Cody home so badly.  I can’t do this alone.  I can’t be a first time mom with out my best friend and partner!  This is one of the biggest transitions in life and I’m doing it alone. I should be so happy now.  I should have Cody here with me.  This is just so lonely.  He should be here kissing my belly and telling me I look beautiful.  To lift heavy things to rub my feet.  To be there when we hear our little girls first cry.  I’m so scared about so many things.  I scared about being alone when I go into labor.  That’s sad.  I don’t want to be alone when my water breaks.  That’s so sad.  I want my partner with me.  To help calm me down, to look into my eyes and tell me everything will be okay.  I want him to hold my hand as we rush to the hospital.  I’m scared of the pain of child birth.  I hate pain, I’m really bad with pain and now I have to experience the worse pain of my life…without Cody.  I’m going to have to learn how to take care of a newborn…alone.  I’m scared that Cody and I didn’t have time to transition together.  To spend these last 9 months having fun and just being Cody & Carla.  We didn’t get that time together.  He was deployed for 7 months, home for 6 months then deployed again for another 7-10 months.  It’s not fair.  All these other women have their husbands by their side to share in all the joy and happiness of pregnancy and child birth.  And I have to be “strong”  I have to keep it all together even though I’m doing this alone and I’m so lonely.  My home feels like a house again.  No love, no happiness….just walls, a roof and things are in it.  Without cody it feels so cold in here all the time.  I miss him so badly.  I want to hear him laugh, I want to dance to some music.  I want to enjoy our time together before our little girl is born.  I’m so scared.  No one will listen to me.  They all try to just pick you up and be thankful for what I have.  But it doesn’t take away from my feelings of be scared and lonely.  I don’t want to be sad anymore, I don’t want to be scared and mad.  I feel like I’m mad at the world all the time now.  I want to feel carefree again and happy.  I want to just enjoy life and spend time with Cody.  But I have this edge about me….I’m always sad or mad.  It’s not me.  I already feel like a horrible mom, wife, friend, dog owner.  Vega never gets any attention.  It’s not fair to her.  She should be able to run and play and get to the park.  Cody should be getting cards and care packages from me on a regular basis, my parents shouldn’t have to deal with me being edgy and mean.  I feel like I’m letting everyone down and that all conversations have to be about me and being pregnant.  But I keep talking about it because I feel like nobody is listening.  I feel like I just keep talking to the wall when I talk about what’s going on.  I don’t feel like anyone gets me.  I don’t think anyone really understands what this feels like.  I don’t know what to do.  And I have a horrible schedule before a baby is born….work, school, work, school, work, work, work, homework, studying, no fun, no time to prepare for the baby, no time to clean, no time to take baby classes, no time to send cody care  packages, no time to take on myself, no time to de-stress, no time to go to the beach and just relax….just work & school…taking care of the dog, coming home to a lonely house.  I’m happy with my life, the big picture…I love my family, I love my husband, I love all the potential it has.  But I need my husband here with me right now.  I need him.  More than any other time in the world.  I need him home.

Saturday of Relaxation....bliss

So I had the most relaxing day yesterday.  It was soo amazing.  I feel like a normal woman again.  I actually went to my prenatal massage and got a pedicure.  My husband is the best husband in the world for getting me the best gift he could....a moment of relaxation.  The massage was so relaxing and wonderful.  I could have laid there forever!!  She said that I had lot of tension in my feet and super worked them.  It felt SOOO good!!  Then after the massage I went to get my pedicure and my feel look more cute than ever.  The lady did a great job and took her time with my feet...sometimes they rush you but mine was awesome.  Then I got my eyebrows waxed.  So I feel beautiful and womanly again!  WOO HOO!!  I wish my life could have more time off and time to relax...I feel like I'm getting to be myself again.  But tomorrow my summer class begins.....

Norah's 30 week doc appt.

So before I went to the doctors appointment today, I had been talking to a couple people about Norah's size.  I felt that I should be bigger by now.  I mean I feel huge and tired and obviously pregnant.  I can feel Norah kick on a regular basis.  But I had this gut feeling that she should be bigger.  And people kept commenting on how my belly was cute and not huge.  Then people kept telling me that they could barely tell I was pregnant and I look great.  I kept thinking that it's people just trying to be nice since I am growing and getting bigger than normal.  So I asked the doctor when I went to my 30 week appt. if Norah was growing good.  She check me out and checked the size of my uterus with her hand then she measured.  And right now, my uterus is at 25 weeks when it should be at 30 weeks.  And at her last ultrasound she was a little tiny bit smaller but was still good.  So with my uterus at 25 weeks my doctor scheduled another ultrasound to make sure that Norah is growing like she should be.  The doctor told me not to worry and that this is the reason for prenatal care, to just be aware of how she is growing and to make sure that she will be healthy.  I also feel confident with my doctors care that they will do everything as a precaution just to make sure she is perfect.  Norah's heart rate is good at about 150.  My blood pressure is good.  I passed my gestational diabetes test with flying colors.  Everything else looks great.  But they just want to make sure Norah is growing.  She's just a little on the smaller side right now.  The doctor told me not to worry though...so we should know in 2 weeks for the next ultrasound!  I hope my Norah-bear is doing good and growing!!

Sacrifices Made...

So, when Cody asked me almost 5 years ago if I would be able to handle a military lifestyle and if I wanted to stay with him knowing he is career military....I thought I had thought it completely through of all of the sacrifices were going to go through....deployments, separation, boyfriend/husband in danger at times, possible moves, my career secondary to his....and a few other things.  I mean I thought about family....but I really didn't think of all of the small things.  And I definitely didn't think that one of those sacrifices would be that Cody would miss the birth of our first baby.  If Cody were to ask me again today if we wanted to continue our relationship knowing all the sacrifices we would have to make.  I wouldn't even hesitate in answering him.....I love you, I can handle it and every hardship of dealing with the military lifestyle is worth it.  I wouldn't change one thing about marrying my best friend.  He is worth everything. 

I love my husband  more than words.  And the amazing thing is that I don't have one doubt in my head that he is my soul mate.  The one man that was created for me.  I love that I have a sense of comfort and love in my heart knowing I made the right decision in marrying Cody. 

The sacrifices were are making right now have been the biggest we have ever had to deal with.  I NEVER thought that we would be in this situation.  I can't believe that during my first pregnancy, our first child, that my husband would be fighting for our Country over in Iraq.  It's hard.  I never thought it would be this hard.  During the first couple months of the deployment I thought that I could completely handle not having my rock/best friend with me.  I thought...this is do-able.  I can do this, I'm strong this won't be too hard.  And now....the closer it gets the harder it gets.  I still feel that Cody & I are strong.  We are in love and strong and communicate our feelings.  But the closer it gets to Norah's due date, the harder it is for me physically and emotionally.

Physically-I get tired so easily.  Just the smallest things make me feel exhausted.  And I'm not used to not being able to do certain things, pick up heavy things, bending over to pick things up...  The other day I picked up my scrapbooking tub to put it in my car and I could barely lift it.  But I forced myself to use all of my strength to get it in the car, I even used my belly to help push it in....it was the most absolute wrong choice.  I started to immediately cry. It hurt.  And then I thought I hurt my baby.  It was a reality check...that yes, I am pregnant and no I don't have anyone with me to help.  My mom & dad help but to be serious and look at reality they come over a couple times a week.  There are times where I can't wait until a Tuesday or Sunday for something to get done.  It's frustrating. 

Emotionally-I feel like I have to be in control and appropriate at all times.  I have these surges of emotions and hormones running through my body, as it does in most pregnant women.  But most pregnant women have the ability to let out these crazy crying or yelling spurts to their husbands.  They have their men there to listen to them, hold their hand, rub their belly and tell them that they will be right next to them during the whole delivery.  Me.  No.  I can't take out my emotions on my family (it's not fair to them-plus my mom gets defensive very easily), I can't take it out on my co workers, friends....it's not fair....  I have to be completely put together all the time.  The only time I get to let out emotion is when I'm home alone and I'm just sitting here with my dog.  I don't want to let out all my pissyness to my husband...he is in Iraq...he doesn't deserve it.  So most days I have to sit here with my emotions...trying to work it out alone.  I feel like my co workers are getting tired of me talking about my pregnancy.  But I can't help it.  They are who I see everyday.  I don't get to talk to Cody at home about how excited or scared I am.  I don't have the excitement at home.  So I have to share it with someone.  I also don't get babied or waited on at all.  I don't have someone rubbing my feet, getting me my food cravings...all of the fun things of being pregnant.  I have to work full time and I'm expected to hold up like normal.  But I'm tired.  I just can't do it. 

Also, the closer it gets the more I want Cody home to hold my hand, kiss me, tell me I'm beautiful, kiss my belly, get the car ready for the drive to the hospital, take lamaze classes with me, freak out when I tell him my water just broke....the normal things.  It's hard having to do it alone or having to change my plans to include my mom & dad and not my husband.  I am so thankful for my parents, but it's just not the same as your husband.  And when I think about holding my baby for the first time it feels so amazing and wonderful and emotional and happy and then I think about looking over to the computer screen to show my husband his daughter over a webcam.  It breaks my heart.  He should be able to hold his baby.  To touch her, to kiss her.  To kiss me.  To have our first family picture only moments after our little girl is born.  But he will not have the ability to touch his child for possibly 5 months.  That is just torture.  Worse than anything else in the world.

Anyways, I never really realized how much military families sacrifice until I became one.  The admiration I have for other women that have gone through this or even given bigger sacrifices such as the life of their loved ones....it just humbles me.  My heart goes out to other military families.  And I just pray that the Lord has a plan for us.  And I just hope that plan means that somehow the world rotates the other way and for some reason Cody gets to come home early....that would be the best feeling in the world.  But as of right now...it could possibly be quite a while before Cody gets to hold his baby girl....

Crazy Pregnancy Dreams!!!

Can I say....holy crap....I've had some crazy vivid dreams while being pregnant.  I wish I wrote them down each morning so I could remember them.  Some of them are scary....some are romantic & sad....some are pregnancy or baby related....Lets try to recap a couple so we can look back later and be like ohhh yeah that was one crazy dream.

Ginger Baby:  I blame this one on my brother...just sayin'

So there I was in the hospital, in labor...the beginning stages I guess...I feel no pain what-so-ever but definitely getting ready to deliver...I have a HUGE need and desire to take a shower.  Like I keep fighting with the nurses trying to get to the shower.  I want to be clean and smell good before my baby is born.  I finally sneak into the shower.  All of a sudden the doctor busts into the bathroom and starts yelling at me "Get OUT of the shower!!  You are CROWNING"  and I'm like NO I need a shower.  And he's like Get Out!!  You're Crowning, you need to get into the bed.  So they drag me out and I start saying "It's too soon, I'm not ready...she's not supposed to be here now.  Shes coming too early.  I haven't even had my Lamaze class!!  I'm like I have no idea what positions I should be in.  All of a sudden my friend/coworker Suzanne pops up into my dream (*FYI she just had her baby in real life) and she starts trying to help me learn the positions best for delivering my baby.  She's telling me to put one foot on the foot rest of the bed and the other up by my head....all weird positions.  Then all of a sudden my baby comes out and it's a GINGER BABY....(have you ever seen a ginger baby?  My brother told me that he would laugh his ass off if I delivered a ginger baby and had me google it.  This is why I blame my brother....So here's what a ginger baby looks like....ahhh).

So at this point in the dream...I'm like OMG....and I'm petrified....where the hell did it's crazy hair come from, Cody & I are blonde!!  So I start trying to straighten in down so it doesn't stick up and I'm so embarrassed and so I eventually get a baby hat and cover the baby's head.  And then I WAKE UP!!!

Slitted Nose:
Actually this dream really only consists of me being super excited that I just had my baby and I love her so much but she has a slitted nose....like a regular nose, but the nostril holes are like really narrow and then not round-ish at all.  This reminded me of Cody.  So I said that she def. got her nose from her dad.  Dumb & weird dream.

The Wolf & the Woman:  This one was the most emotional...it felt like a movie...I woke up feeling it...
So this dream starts off with a woman and a man driving in a very low to the ground car and has a bat-mobile feel to it and all of a sudden it runs off the road and into the woods.  The car crashes and all of a sudden the woman and the man are in the woods after surviving the crash.  Then the woman tells the man....look down at your ankles....they are getting huge.  And then they started getting hairy.  The man then starts to turn into a wolf.  The woman is crying and telling the man to stay with her.  The man-now wolf touches her face with his wolf hand and says I'm sorry I'm a wolf now.  And the woman says but you have to come home with me.  We are supposed to live our lives together forever and start a family and grow old together.  The woman tells the wolf that she doesn't care that he is a wolf but that he has to come back to the village with her so they can live their life together.  The wolf tells her that he can't....that it's not fair to her.  He tells the woman that he can't have babies with her because it wouldn't be fair to the kids and that his species needs to die out and that if he doesn't reproduce that he will be the last of his kind.  The woman is heart broken.  The wolf is heart broken.  The dream then pans to the future.  The woman is in the village wearing a cloak and is old.  All of a sudden the wolf pops up in the village, he was looking for the woman.  The come together and they just look at each other with love...a love that looked like it never died.  Neither the woman or the man lived a full life without the other.  And they just embraced....both old....both still in love with each other. 

I just googled wolf man and woman and a picture actually popped up that matched my story!!  Crazy!!
  
Vampires in a Strange World:
The dream starts off from a top view of a world.  As if you were in space looking down.  It looks similar to Earth but it's not Earth.  Then all of a sudden a man (being held by a huge pair of hands pinching him by the coat) lets go of the man and the man falls to the strange world.  The un-identified hands have a voice saying to hold on tight and try to soften the blow by holding on to tree branches.  The man tries to slow his fall to the world by grabbing the trees.  He slows himself down but takes a pretty hard crash.  The man thinks that he is going to scare the people on this world.  He goes to pop around a corner to scare one of the people....except when he does this, the man turns into a vampire and bites him.  And then I wake up....

 

Scrapbooking

So I went on my scrapbooking weekend recently and was able to get a lot of pages done for my honeymoon album...it felt great being able to get that many pages done.  We were also able to get the baby shower invitations.  I think they look completely adorable and beautiful!!  I LOVE LOVE LOVE them.  It took us 8 hours to do 40 invitations.  I hope people realize how much work we put into them.  I'll have to take a picture of the inside and put it up here....they are so cute. 

And here is another picture of Vega-bear...

And this is a hilarious picture of Vega and how she sits....she's so weird. 

My 1st Mothers Day (sorta)

So today was a great day!  I got to spend it with my mom and dad.  I had gotten my mom a purple plant, gift card to Michaels Craft store and I made a card for her.

 

 

 This past week I got 2 mother's day cards.  One from my WONDERFUL husband, who thought about me being a mom now before I did.  Which I found so sweet that he was thinking of me.  And one from my coworkers/friends Tina, Kristin and Holly.  All of the cards made me feel so special.  The one Cody got me made me cry it was beautiful and my first mother's day card ever!  I love him <3

We then went and saw the movie Thor which was pretty good.  Then after that we went to Advanced Auto Parts bc my headlight was out and I swear the security guard was going to give me a ticket if he saw me one more time without a headlight running.  And then we went to dinner at Vancostas....our regular.  Even the waitress told us that we were regulars at the restaurant!  I like being regulars somewhere!

While we were at dinner we laughed so hard that we all 3 cried.  It's so nice to laugh so hard you cry.  That's the absolute best!  We were joking about how mom gets like Vega when she sees people she wants to talk to....which is like everyone!  If you know my mom...you know the face she gets when she wants to join in a conversation.  It looks a lot like Vega wanting to play with you....heart races faster, eyes get all big, she gets all jittery!  We were dying and then we started talking about putting a shock collar on her but that she would be like that tweeked out dog that keeps zapping himself just to get out the fence.  You know there are certain moments in life that you just can't explain in words, but I had to try...for the very least so I can look back and think about that moment and remember really good times.

Then we came home and dad and I put in the headlight to my car.  I've never done that before.  I feel accomplished.  It really isn't hard at all.  And now I know I can do that :)  Thank you deployments for making me be more self sufficient.  Although, I can't lie, it sure is nice just having my husband be around to do the manly things <3  I love my man.

After that we all came in my house and just relaxed.  Then for some reason we all got a root beer float craving.  And because it was mother's day dad went out and got vanilla icecream and root beer.  It was SOOO delicious!  It was the best!!  It was heaven!

And now I'm just chilling waiting for Army Wives to come on!!  Yippie!!  What a FABULOUS MOTHER'S DAY!!!

FB Messages:

Latara B.:  Happy About-to-be-a-Mother's Day, Carla :)
Kristin D:  Happy Mudder's Day beautiful lady
Patricia B: Happy Mother's Day to-be to you and Norah the beautiful princess!!!

Cody L: Happy Mother's Day Sweetheart!!!

Saturday with Vega, The Girls, and a Big Belly

I must say...getting around with a big belly sure is hard!  Who would have thunk?  I mean having a stomach is so much different than having a baby belly.  Like literally...put a soccer ball under your shirt and add some pound-age and that's kinda what it's like.  It's weird not to be able to lean forward and touch my feet.  And the thing is...most women keep telling me that I'm small for 7 months.  Like, I just couldn't imagine that turning from one side to the other in bed would actually take effort.  I thought it just would be similar to what it feels like the evening after Thanksgiving dinner, LOL...but apparently I'm way wrong!  So I'm going to have to post pictures soon....mom took some of me recently but I have to get them from her.  Until then here is one I tried to take myself from a top view haha

And here are a couple pictures of our bedding for the nursery :)  I LOVE it!!  I got it from Pottery Barn Kids!  I can't wait until the nursery is done!

So this morning I woke up and talked to my Waffles.  Which he informed me that he actually reads my blog.  Once again...who would have thunk?  So I decided that I must update it if he actually reads it :)  So here I am.  It's funny how even if we are both tired and don't have much to say....just seeing his face makes me feel good.  I mean people don't realize until they have gone through a deployment how much of their relationship is words/talking and how much of it is just BEING with that person and touching and gestures.  When you go through a deployment and your relationship is mostly conversations over the phone....so you don't have that ability to just lay next to the one that you love and feel their warmth, hold their hand, give a kiss to say I love you.  When you're separated....you want to give a kiss so you say "I Love You", you want to hold their hand so you say "I Love You", you want to rub your foot against their foot so you say "I Love You", you want to look into their eyes and just smile so you say "I Love You".  That is sort of what it's like.  That or you say "I want to kiss you" rather than feeling your loved ones lips, or "I want to hold your hand" rather than actually feeling the touch of a warm embrace, or "I want to just gaze into your eyes" rather than seeing the actual big brown speckles of his eyes.  Eyes say so much, they say I love you, I care for you, I want to be with you forever, I'll keep you safe....ect....eyes can say SO much....but just saying I want to look in your eyes just doesn't cut the real thing.

Anyways....so after I talked to my husband over Skype, I took the Vegabear with me to run some errands.  I first went to the post office to send Cody's care package.  I guess mainly bc he begged me to actually send it.  What?  No one loves standing in line at the post office...and there is ALWAYS a line.  So then after that I went to Macys and got a cute pair of "trendy" shoes for $20.  I never have cute shoes...so hopefully they actually are cute lol.  I like that they are glittery and have a cute bow!

Then after that I went to Michaels and got my mom a gift card for mother's day...which she will LOVE!!  And while I was there I also got these wooden blocks to make Norah a name plate for her nursery.  This is what I saw on etsy.com:

So...if you zoom up close...what she did was used the cricut to cut out paper for each of the letters and used scrapbook paper for the background and used the cricut to cut out cute flowers and shapes.  It was being sold for $12 a letter....plus $2.75 for each ribbon and $.50 for each nail cover.  I found the same wooden plates for 50 CENTS a piece....so I just saved myself about 10 per letter...so about $50 total not including shipping!  HOLLA!!  Super super excited!!!  I'm planning on working on Norah's during the girls scrapbooking weekend coming up!  I can't wait!!!!

So then after Michaels I went to Off Broadway Shoes and got another pair of shoes (I am not a shoe person...so the fact that I bought 2 pair today says that it was getting pathetic haha).  Then I went home...and Vega was WIPED out.  She didn't even do anything but sit in the car but apparently it was enough!  She was zonked for a couple hours.  Then I headed off to meet with Crystal, Val, Elise, Stephanie and Ashleigh for a girls night.  We went to Buffalo Wild Wings, then to Sweet Frogs (fat free frozen yogurt).  I had never been to Sweet Frogs....and it totally rocked my world!  It was soooo yummy!!  After that we went and saw "Something Barrowed" and it was totally cute!!  I've been to a lot of chick flicks this year that have been HUGE disappointments....but this one made me laugh out loud multiple times and made me cry and made me feel good.  I just loved it!   

So now I'm back...making this super huge blog post since it's been so long.  So I'll just update you on the last month based on cell phone pictures haha...So the first picture is of my Crack.  Literally, I broke down, I couldn't help it....I hadn't had one in 7 months...but I had to do it.  I'm allowed to have a little caffine but I never do just so it's easier to not have any and for the health of my baby.  But I couldn't resist my crack.  So here it is:

And here are a couple pictures of Vega-bear aka Vega-monster when she's being a holy terror :o) 

 This was Vega laying on the bed while I was "trying" to make it.  I was unsuccessful as seen by the next picture!

You see the fitted sheet pulled over her legs/paws?  She refused to move HAHA...it made me laugh so hard because it didn't look like she had legs...just a body.  This is vegabear minus legs!

 This is Vega-monster who apparently pulled a whole patch of grass out by the roots...THEN brought it into the house!

 This is Vegabear with a bunch of leaves that she had in her mouth!  Why?  Just because it can fit in her mouth.  You should have seen her face when she tried to drop it and pick it back up...they scattered and she was like "WTF". 

And this is obviously a Vega-Monster moment.   I believe this is either my DSM book or my pregnancy book!

 This is the bridal towel cake I made for my best friend Katelyn.  I made it for her bridal shower a couple weekends ago.  I had fun making it and I think I could make it cuter with more time.  This was my 1st one so I was proud that it kinda turned out right.  Next one I will try to get smaller kitchen utensils.  And do a couple other things different. 

And these were in the room when I wen to my doctors office.  At first I was like eww...that is so disgusting, CONDOMS not WRAPPED?  I was like who would put that on their whoohoo without it being wrapped.  It was not until a few minutes of me freaking out that I realized that it was a probe condom LOL...that made a little more sense haha.

Anyways I'm sooo tired.  I'm going to bed!!  PS.  Norah has been kicking like crazy as I've been typing this!!  She's already adorable.  She's got my heart!  Night Night everyone!!