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Busy bodies and one big belly!

It's been a very busy year and May and June are no exception to the plethora of activities we've had this year.  We've been busy with lots of weddings!  I'm roughly 30.5 weeks pregnant and still on the move (on the dance floor and on the beach!).  Baby Ella has been kicking and punching away and according to the doctor, is slowly making her way downward.  Today, she's chosen to stay horizontal which means her feet are kicking my ribs and her butt (still on the right side) is sticking out.  We're getting so close!

As for how I'm feeling...tired...very, very tired.  Our year has been jam packed with fun, but I'm beginning to reach a wall.  You know...the one where I'm finally beginning to huff and puff while not only going up the stairs, but just walking period...the one where I am just exhausted.  The doctor confirmed at my last appointment (not that I needed it), that I have just been too busy, on my feet for too long and not resting enough.  (Gee, I wonder if it was my bear-like feet/paws that gave it away.)

Beginning July 13th, I'll be on maternity leave and I'll be able to prop my feet up ALL DAY LONG! I can't wait!  Along with all these social activities, I've been training the person who will fill my position while I'm on maternity leave.  Argh!

This coming weekend, Wyatt will be at my sister's fiance's bachelor party in Vegas and I will be SLEEPING....all weekend.  :)  Baby Ella needs it (maybe Mommy too).  :P

Two weeks in a row, Wyatt and I attended two weddings that I wore the same maternity dress to.  (Hey, at this point, my options are limited.)

YES, Daddy shaved his beard for baby Ella's arrival!  Such a handsome Daddy-to-be, huh?

Daddy-to-be even danced with baby Ella on the dancefloor. :)


With a lot of help from the bridesmaids in my sister's wedding, I even managed to plan and attend my sister's bridal shower...



...and weekend bachelorette party in Malibu .  YES, at 7.5 months, I went to party (well, as much partying as one can do at this stage of the pregnancy).



As big as I feel and look, I still managed to get myself out on the beach with the girls (and in a bikini nonetheless!).  This was a miracle!  Kind of awkward, but I figured it's just another big belly memory for the books!


God Bless,
Kat


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