
The past couple weeks (week 32 and now 33) I often find myself asking why I feel drained down to my bones in energy. I think my 8 month picture answers my question quite well...our little guy is growing and needs all the help he can get! As tired as I am it makes me feel great knowing I am the one to help him!
Speaking of growing...I've seemed to have grown a lot over the past 8 months as well. (and not just in my stomach!) However, I am OK with that. I am still in the range of normal weight gain for pregnancy AND this time it's not medicine making me big...it's our Eric!!! So all is good!
Apparently some of the people I hold closest to my heart think it's a good thing as well. There have been some (very loving) jokes along the way of my pregnancy that are too good to go without mentioning. Again...it's a great thing that I am getting bigger. It means our Eric is too and that's the best news ever! So by no means have any of these jokes ever offended me. It's just a fun thing to joke about when it's for such a good reason.Speaking of growing...I've seemed to have grown a lot over the past 8 months as well. (and not just in my stomach!) However, I am OK with that. I am still in the range of normal weight gain for pregnancy AND this time it's not medicine making me big...it's our Eric!!! So all is good!
My loving, will do anything for you, Mom.
Jen: (in an email) "Hi family! I updated my blog with the newest picture of me. Do me a favor and just look at the belly...not the butt!"
Mom: (in an email) replies with "Is your butt on the right or left?????????"
My absolute best friend, can't live without, Husband.
Paul: (as I walk out of the bathroom in my pajamas, Paul proceeds to laugh hysterically and says) "Hey, it's Tweedle Dee & Tweddle Dum!" Just in case you forgot what they look like. Let me help refresh your memory!

Paul: As we are sleeping (I love to sleep on an incline, Paul loves to sleep completely flat) I roll over and land on his head. He wakes and asks "What was that!?!" I reply with "Ohh...I'm sorry...it was my shoulder" He then replies with "Oh...I thought it was your butt it was so big!" (Within seconds he is wide awake and says..."I swear I didn't mean it like that...I promise!" hahahaha)
Our ever so loving friend Nick. **deep breath** where do I begin....
Jen: "Gosh...my flip flops are SO loud."
Nick: "Oh...is that what that is. I thought that was your ankles screaming!"
Nick: (as Jessica was about to get close as she walked by me) "Hey Jess, be careful! You don't want to get pulled in by the gravitational pull"
Nick: (as I walk into a meeting with a good amout of people in it) "Speaking of basketballs!"
Ugh...it kills me because I know there are 100 more from the mouth of Mr. Bruno...but they happen on an every day basis so it's hard to recall them all. But these should give you a good idea of what I'm talking about!
A co-worker of ours:
As he walks by me without a single bit of hesitation, "What's up Chubs!" And continues to walk by me before I can even process what was just said!
LOVE YOU GUYS!!! I'm going to go have a large cheese pizza now with a huge bowl of ice cream for dessert!!! hahaha!
2 comments:
I was laughing till I cried on this one. I love it that you rolled over onto Paul's head. he, he. So funny.
Aw Jen, I confuse my shoulder with my butt all the time. I understand it's got something to do with the 'pregnancy stupids'...!?!
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