My little man is THREE!

Happy Birthday, Owen! Sunday was my little man's third birthday. I can't believe he's three! We had a pretty low-key day, since we had his birthday party last weekend (which will be a separate post), but it was pretty good day, I'd say.

He came into our bed at 7:30 - a little earlier than I was hoping for, but he just snuggled with me and played with my hair while playing games on my phone and iPad for awhile. When I finally decided to get my butt out of bed, I made some blueberry muffins for breakfast (which took too long, so he had a "go-la (granola) bar") while he continued to play on the iPad in his room. I'm pretty sure he uses that thing more than Ryan and I get to! But I was trying to keep him out of the living room for a while, because his presents were in there and Ryan worked the night before and I wanted him to be able to sleep in for a while before Owen opened his gifts. It worked! The iPad is an awesome distraction for kids, plus all the apps Owen uses on it are educational. (Well, that's what I tell myself, anyway!)

Anyway, when I let him into the living room, it took him about 5 minutes to even notice his presents on the floor! And of course, in true little kid fashion, he went for the biggest present first.

Pirate Ship

Monster Truck

Reindeer shirt with googly eyes

Dinosaurs

After presents, we made a big mess in the living room getting them all out of the packages and he played for a while before we headed off to Independence to meet my mom at Pizza Ranch. We got there early, so we stopped at a park and checked out the tank and threw rocks in the water. I don't know what it is about throwing things into water, but Owen just loves to do it!

After lunch, we headed back to Cedar Falls. The Vikings were playing, but weren't on regular TV, so we went to Zsavooz to watch the second half. They kicked butt! Yay!

While we were there, Ron, Tammy and Emma came to give Owen a present. Ron and Tammy are friends of ours that love to watch Owen for us on weekends and let him spend the night. Emma is their daughter. Anyway, he got some nerf-like guns and bow and arrow, so when we got home, we had ourselves a little gun fight! I'm pretty sure Ryan and I were having just as much fun as Owen, and Ryan's pretty good with that bow and arrow!

And that was about it! After that it was time to relax for a little bit and then head to bed!

Owen's new gun and reindeer shirt with googly eyes! : )

Happy birthday to the coolest, cutest, smartest three year old I know!

32 Week Bump

I'm so good at keeping up with my blog. NOT!

There's not a lot new going on with my pregnancy. It's going almost the same as it went with Owen - I had to take the 3 hour diabetes test (which I passed), I have a low platelet count, and low iron. Same as with Owen.

I'm not sleeping well, between my back hurting, having to pee a lot, and leg cramps. Same as with Owen.

I feel pretty good otherwise - I get on the What To Expect When You're Expecting website and read though the January 2013 message board (where people due in January post problems, questions, funny stories, etc) and I think I have it pretty good. Ugh, the things some of these poor women have to deal with! It's pretty gross and horrifying, actually. But anyway, I'm not dealing with about 99.7% of what some people are, so I consider myself lucky. Easy pregnancy for the most part - same as with Owen.

I am gaining weight faster this time around. I'm almost to my "limit" of 30 pounds, and have 7 weeks to go! (I'm 33 weeks at the time of writing this, but eventually you will see my 32 week bump comparison pictures.) My weight started a few pounds lower than with Owen, but I gained 30 with him and that was my goal for this time and also the recommended weight gain for people of my size. I sit all day at my job, so I'm getting very little exercise. Plus, I love food and it's the holidays. But I'm trying to eat a little better because I really don't think pregnancy is an excuse to get fat and lazy. That's not good for anyone.

Anyway, I took a picture of myself at 32 weeks along because I knew I had one from last time and wanted to compare. I was shocked, actually. I'm a whale.

32 weeks, some days with Owen

32 weeks, some days with Oriana

Ok, maybe not a whale, but my bump is definitely bigger this time. After I took the picture, I was looking at it for a while before I went back and found the picture from Owen. When I saw the Owen picture, I think my jaw dropped to the floor. I couldn't believe the difference.

I went to the doctor last week and when I got back to work, one of my co-workers asked me how much longer I had. I told her two months and I think her jaw dropped to the floor! : ) "TWO MONTHS!" she said. Yeah, I'm huge. To my credit, though, she's never been pregnant, so she can suck it. ; )

I've also been measuring about a week ahead for awhile now, so hopefully that means she will make her appearance a little sooner than my due date. I actually really enjoy being pregnant, even though it can be a pain sometimes. There's just something about feeling the baby doing gymnastics inside your belly that is just too cool. And this is my last pregnancy, so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as I can, but it's flying by. The holiday season is making time go faster, too, so I guess I'll just have to try my best to enjoy the sleepless (yet quiet) nights and the big, big belly!