22 Weeks

I am 22 weeks today and happy to say that things are going great! Baby girl is growing and I can feel her getting stronger. I'm still loving pregnancy. And I think I'm finally to the point where when people see me (from the front) they can tell that I'm pregnant, and that's exciting for me! 

I have been able to feel this little girl moving around from about the time I was 16 weeks, and I love every nudge and movement that I've been able to feel! However, she has turned from my sweet little nudger into my karate chopper-kicker. Seriously, I think this one doesn't like to be still unless she's sleeping. It's not more than 10-15 minutes in between bursts of kicking and rolling. However, whenever she chooses to go into "Ninja Mode" Derek is either not with me or isn't close enough to be able to feel her move. And if he puts his hand on my stomach, she is so calm.

 It's so exciting that she's moving more and getting stronger! I love it. But, there is one down-side. 

Her new favorite target = my bladder. 

It is the weirdest feeling in the world to have a tiny little person stomping on your bladder. From the inside. 

I am SO excited to get this little girl here! She has already received some clothing from Grandma Dorene and The Brooksbys (Riley even helped pick them out), and I constantly go into the second bedroom just to pick up and look at the tiny little outfits. 

22 weeks down, 18 to go!

I'm a Pregnant Kickboxer

I'm taking a class this semester called Aerobic Fitness Techniques. It's a class where we basically learn how to be fitness instructors. Throughout the course of the semester, we are required to teach in class three different times, and teach outside of class ten different times. Well, today is my first time teaching in class.

I decided to put together a kickboxing routine, because lets face it, kickboxing is fun. And it does not involve me having to try and dance in front of a large group of people, which is most definitely a plus.

So I put together my routine and was practicing it last night. I shut all the blinds and stood in the kitchen looking into the bathroom so that I could see myself in the mirror. I felt slightly ridiculous once I saw Derek watching me.

"Derek! Don't watch me! It's embarrassing."

He just laughed at me. So I punched him.

The next thing I knew, he was standing next to me marching and following all the moves that I was doing. I started laughing and shoved him a little.

"What?! I'm just trying to be supportive! Come on, babe."

And he was. It was very cute to see him standing next to me trying to keep up with the fast-paced routine. It made me laugh and helped me to relax. Eventually, once I combined the knees with two roundhouse kicks and a punch, he got lost and gave up. But I give him a big fat A+ for being a good husband.

So yeah. I'm teaching in about forty minutes. I'm really nervous. But I'm also really excited! I think it's going to be really fun. I just hope my shirt doesn't bounce up and give the class a quick flash of my pregnant belly.

And just because I love this picture, I'm posting it so you can see it and love it too.
This is Derek and Hallie hanging out when we babysat for Abbie and Adam one Saturday night.

Hallie loves her Uncle Derek, and was perfectly content to sit next to him and play with her toy. She's such a doll!

Maybe?

So in my spare time (a.k.a. when I should be doing my homework) I like to think about what colors I want in the second bedroom for when I get to decorate it all cute and get it ready for this baby girl. I decided to actually try out some of the colors I was thinking about. So I took some of my favorite quotes/things, and put them together to make these three possible options for wall art in the nursery.

So what do you think? I like the colors, the creamy beige with the orange, teal, pink, and magenta. But I'm not set. Opinions?