Santa's Little Helper

No job is ever complete around the house until Rocky has helped. Whether he is attacking the tissue paper or chewing on the bags or wrapping paper he is never far away when work needs to be done.

Rocky shows no mercy to any item. As the box shows, it can't quite hold up his weight. For some reason this seems like the best seat in the house to the kitty.

Snow Day

Rocky, Matt Jr., and I had a snow day on Friday. This is how Rocky spent his entire day. He did not get off of the couch from 7am - 3:3opm. Some days I wish I was a cat, until I watch him clean his bottom.

Stats Update

Total weight gain: 17 lbs. (looks like I got a bit carried away at the Aupperle Christmas or maybe it's all the Christmas cookies I've been eating at school)
Gender: male
Heart Rate: 155 bpm
Blood pressure of Mommy: 108/60
Tummy measurement: 26 cm
Movement: constant pummeling, which I fight back from time to time with poking. It's really funny when he pushes back.
Room color: Still white because we're still trying to sell our house
Baby blankets: still no farther along since I began. I'm waiting till I finish all the Christmas presents to get going.
Happiness scale: 10 - I've been feeling really good and still only have to go to the bathroom once a night. All of this inclement weather has kept me home more evenings than originally planned. I can still see my toes and put on my shoes without help. I can still bend down without any problems. I can also still to 10 push-ups with extra weight to boot.

Today's Hooters Girl!

Here are the much awaited photos. Don't laugh too hard.

Mr. Wiggles

Okay, so I haven't gotten my belly photos up yet, but I honestly haven't had time. Between getting ready for our madrigal dinner, being away at a Thanksgiving basketball tournament all weekend and then not feeling all that well, not to mention the 5 different Christmas gifts I'm trying to make (hahaha, I'm a glutton for punishment) I just haven't had time to upload my photos.

Anyway, last night it was so weird. As I continue to be assaulted by Matt Jr. (I hope is no indication of his temperament once he's in the real world), last night I could watch the assault. It's so crazy to see my stomach moving. Even Matt could see it. One of the many joys of pregnancy (yeah, that's about the only one I've had so far). I can't wait until he gets a little bigger and won't be as free to move around. It's pretty wild when he's actively pummeling me on both sides. He really enjoys it when I eat. He usually reacts to different music things, I don't know if that's because he enjoys it, or because he dislikes it? Who knows.

I promise, the pictures are coming!