Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Champion Fitness Drama

So there really isn't a reason for me to put this out here except I'm absolutely frustrated and seriously feel like I just start to get my head above water and breath and then I swear I start sinking again. And this is a very specific circumstance, not life in general. I'm still absolutely happy, just in this moment, I want to scream at life/karma or whoever.

So I screen my phone calls. Deal with it. Now you know when I don't answer your phone call. Unless I saved your number and know who you are, and even then, I still might not answer. So Chris yells at me all the time when I don't answer calls, especially since my cell phone is my only contact and who knows who's calling me and how important it might be, etc etc. Ok, leaving work, on my way to piano lessons I get a phone call from some random NY number... Chris says yay, go answer it. Bad move... Asking for a Haley Lewis... Oh goodness. What the heck, maiden name throw back. Apparently this random foreign guy is calling from a collection agency, and I have an outstanding gym membership that's been accumulating and past due and blah blah blah. So a gym membership, to a gym I haven't been to since 2007. The contact address is one I moved out of Aug 2007. Not even my last NJ address. I forward my mail, never got a bill, ever. I'm 99.9% sure I cancelled this membership especially since I moved to Florence and never wanted to drive to Hamilton to go to a gym. But apparently they have an outdated $590ish past due accumulated blah blah bill... COOL. I shouldn't have to pay, but "I" didn't follow policy and cancel my membership.

Trying to track down this gym so I can yell at them or see if that was even the gym I had. Guess what ! It's closed ! No WAY! No way to get any information from them. All their online reviews are shady and horrible and terrible. Great...

So I'm stuck on the phone with this guy, driving to piano lessons, tired, cranky from life, just wanting to talk to Chris and my financial genius father in law and figure out my options. Dude will not get off the phone with me. [ps. I know nothing about financial things, what my options are, what laws are, etc etc] So he says if we don't have some agreement when we hang up he has to file a refusal of payment and it goes on my credit report. Oh joy. I'm fine to talk to everyone and figure this out and pay what I'm responsible for [which I think is nothing, am I wrong?] I'm not trying to disappear and shirk this. I'll address it once I discuss with Chris and Mark. That's all I wanted. Give me 12 hours. You obviously have my phone number [OH you have my phone number, but can't get an updated address in the past 6 years? Or wait this long to call me? I've had the same number forrrrrrever].

Guy is giving me every option. You owe $590 or something, I can offer you $375 if you pay now. Nope. Gotta talk to my husband. Well, what about a monthly plan, or bi weekly, or weekly payments over the next few months to pay the $590... NO. I WILL NOT AGREE TO ANYTHING UNTIL I TALK TO MY HUSBAND. You understand English ! LISTEN TO ME. By this time I'm almost to my in laws for lessons. Ticked I answered, cranky cause I hate this, I hate money, I hate all this crap. So he's like I'll let you off the phone, not turn this in as a negative to your credit, IF you agree to give me some amount of $$ as an "intent to pay" so they'll be satisfied I'm "trying." Ok. Now.. how do I trust to give you ANY bank/credit card/address information. I don't know who you are, if you're company is even real, if any of this is true. You could have found my name, address and phone number anywhere and say you're collecting a debt. Collection agency's shady. He gives me this whole run down and how he'll protect my information, gives me all his information, company name, website, extension, my case number, all this stuff. In retrospect I should have "accidentally" lost service, or hung up or told him thats nice that he'll protect my information but I've gotta go. Nope. Smart pregnant silly brained Haley gives her visa card information to him and authorizes a $50 "intent to pay" charge. WHHHHHHY. Gives me a confirmation number. Swears I'll get an email since they're "legit." So continuing to try to get off the phone, by this time I'm at my in-laws, lessons were supposed to have started 10 minutes ago. I've already dealt with this guy for 30 mins, trying to drive, write down all this crap information he's given me, just get off the phone so I can talk to Chris and Mark and get through lessons, find out what the options are, google this gym to see if it's even the gym I went to... And he's offering me ANOTHER payment option. What if I offer the 375 in month payments, etc etc. And I'm like look man, I just need to get off the phone with you. I gave you my visa number, I've authorized the $50 payment, I'll be in touch with you, please leave me alone. I have piano lessons. WHHHHHY.

I don't even remember how I got off the phone, but I did. As soon as I hung up, immediately I'm like Haley, you're an idiot. Why did you give your credit card information (at least it wasn't bank info). Get home tell Chris, he's upset obviously. We go to the bank, cancel my card just like 1hr too late, the charge is pending. Still cancel the card just in case this company isn't legit and tries to get all $500 and whatever. So at least they only get this $50.

And I find out, the best option would have been to say screw you, I don't know you, send me some proof of bill, invoice, statement, charges ANYTHING and then address this once we got the information. They're threat of reporting it to the credit agency was empty because they have to wait 30 days from first contact to report (and this is the first I've heard ever) and then I have time to dispute things on my credit report. So in retrospect... hang up. Tell these people where to go. They have no power over me. Why did I let them bully me. LAME.

So now we're in limbo to track down some paper that says something about me, the gym, membership charges, etc.

AND, when Chris called to request statement/invoice or whatever since we don't have anything, this lady tried to tell him they sent a request or something bill whatever, to his parents address (cause that's the address I gave the man earlier today to update my contact info so they could be in touch with me). So they sent a bill to "Haley Lewis" in 2009 to my in laws house. I didn't marry Chris until 2010. He was on a mission in 2009. I was in NJ/Utah... I didn't even KNOW their address... HOW COULD YOU SEND ANYTHING THERE !

AH. LIES. Frustrated. I want to drive to piscataway and punch them in the face. If anyone wants to drive by where my gym USED to be, it's on the left going up 206 North in Bordentown right before you get to the crazy cloverleaf round-a-bout thing that heads you into Trenton or Hamilton. If you know Bordentown, you know where I'm talking. Right by the 195 on ramp. So go by. See the shadiest former gym that's "moved/closed" convenient for them.

The end. Well not really. This is just like the first chapter. I wish it was the end. I wish they'd just take the $50 be shady and run away.

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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Blog vs My Book

I asked Chris if I should update my blog [that he never reads] or read The Host. He picked this so that I won't catch up to him reading The Host and ultimately beat him. I win. Or will win. Watch me. I'm happy I'm reading again. I was reading The Princess Bride but it was getting hard to get through since it's the movie. Practically verbatim. I was bored. So The Host. Like it so far. Stephanie Meyer's writing bugs me at some points, but I'm a fan of the story so far. So not excited for Hollywood to butcher it. But I'll be optimistic. Why am I writing about this? No one cares. Moving on!

So this past week[end] was.... interesting. I was [still am] sick but feeling so close to normal ! Chris is getting sick now though, so he'll just pass it right back to me. Oh joy. Maybe no more sickness until after the baby comes and I get exhausted and my body won't be able to handle it. I feel great otherwise. I'm getting big. Even though everyone tells me how small I look. Which I feel is true, until someone takes pictures and I look like a balloon. A hot air balloon. But I guess I've gotta get bigger considering we're nearing the end. Dun dun dun. I have approx. 6 weeks left, however I'm leaning more towards 4 weeks. Just so when I end up going into labor in April I won't be surprised. But I will be happy when I make it to May 1st. Power of my thoughts. We'll see. The baby is still measuring big-ish. I didn't get a tummy measurement this time so I don't know exactly. But my OB says we'll wait til 38 weeks for another ultrasound [if I make it to 38 weeks] so I must not be too much of a concern, or too big to wait another month. Logan's maxing out his space since he's growing top to bottom and not horizontally. Kinda hope he decides to switch it up considering my ribs could use a break. They ache when I push them down to relieve the pressure he puts on them. It's such a sweet feeling, those evil little jabs. I know I'm going to miss them. My ribs, not so much. Or my bladder. Or diaphragm.

The house should be closing this week. Only a few more days until this week is over. So everyone keep your fingers crossed. So far so good. Nothing looking like it's going to hold us up. However... the track record isn't encouraging. How nice it would be to have keys, and start moving stuff, and when we got to pay rent next week to also turn in our notice. "Take that Pam ! We hate you !" We don't like our landlady. So think positive thoughts. House. House. House. House.

Aleshia, Hilary and I went to Indianapolis this past weekend for Time Out for Women [http://www.tofw.com check it out, yo]. I love them. They're just little conference weekends with speakers and music people from our church and its so uplifting and rejuvenating. I love them. This past weekend makes 4 that I've been to ever. Hopefully it's not the last. I think they said they'll be in Cincinnati next year! The hardest thing this weekend was the 5hr drive. I'm not good at driving for long anymore [thanks Chris] and then sitting that long isn't good for my pregnant body. And sitting in the conference. To drive home, sitting, for lots more hours. And I was exhausted because the hotel bed wasn't comfy at all. I thought it was just me, except Aleshia slept horribly too. And we had to get up super early, to check out and get back to the convention center cause there were 2000 women there and I don't want to sit in the back of 2000 people. There were so many cute babies. Adorable. Lots of amazing lessons and insights and speakers. I was so good and only spent $15 at the store. Go me. Usually its like $115... Met John Bytheway again. He didn't remember me from Cincinnati in 2005. Lame. All in all. Good weekend.

It really is incredible to be in a good place, whether it's Church, the Temple or even conferences like Time Out. Anywhere the Spirit can be to prompt you, testify to you or be present. I love feeling that presence. I have had so many moments the past few weeks where I just feel so blessed, truly and utterly happy. To have that peace and comfort from the Spirit and recognize the blessings I have that are all around me. I honestly at this moment wouldn't change anything in my life. Obviously dumb things, like more money, bigger house, silly things. But overall, I love where I am in all aspects. And it moves me to tears. And it was another thing I recognized this weekend, listening to all these speakers talk about these horrible trials they've overcome and how blessed they are and it made me stop and think, I really have nothing to complain about. I love my life. I wouldn't change a thing. And I circle all this back on the Gospel. I am the way I am because of the Gospel in my life, the knowledge I have from my testimony that I have sought and gained through study, prayer, experiences. I'm not saying I haven't had hard experiences, or there aren't hard things in my life, but because of what I know it makes it so much easier to be genuinely happy. I have so much to be thankful for and honestly feel guilty for not recognizing and thanking my Heavenly Father more.

The Gospel is happiness. There's a reason it's call the Plan of Happiness [more info here: http://mormon.org/plan-of-happiness].

"Men [and women] are that they might have joy." 2 Nephi 2:27

Baby! :


How far along? 34 weeks. 
Total weight gain: 17lbs. Wooo 
Maternity clothes? I have so pants where the "half panel" isn't long enough and it bugs me. Lame.
Stretch marks? All over my boobs [tmi. deal with it] but Chris helped me search and none so far on the belly ! 
Sleep: is getting better since I'm finally getting healthy. Even though I slept like crap last night     
Best moment this week: Getting to talk to all these mormon ladies about my pregnancy. It's fun. 
Miss Anything? Being able to eat more than the size of my fist without any adverse side effects
Movement: Constantly. Especially under my right rib. He's favorite little foot spot.
Food cravings: Fruit. Fruit and more FRUIT ! 
Anything making you queasy or sick: No, except I threw up on Friday. Yay ! 
Labor Signs: Definitely not sharing this one cause it IS tmi. Let's just go with yes. And some minor cramp contraction things.
Symptoms: Still heartburn. All the time. 
Belly Button in or out? In. It's just shrinking. It won't ever be an outie. LAME.
Wedding rings on or off? Off. Especially driving. But I try to grab at least one to wear. 
Happy or Moody most of the time: Extremely happy. But I definitely have my random fits. 
Looking forward to: Hopefully getting some keys in my hand to a new house !

Oh here, have some pictures :]

Time Out for Women theme: Higher.
"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways
higher than your ways..." 
Isaiah 55:9



Hey look. I know that guy [it's John, by the way...tehe]


The consequences of sitting and driving all weekend. 
Elephantitis. Gross..? Sorry. Welcome to pregnancy!


And 34 weeks ! "Small belly" whatever ! Do you see that thing!

Thursday, March 21, 2013

[Insert title here, cause I'm not creative]

For some reason I go back and re read my blog posts (mostly cause I can't even remember when I updated, what I updated, and hate repeating myself. who wants to read my blog let alone my blog on repeat?) and I crack myself up ! I sit and laugh at all my little jokes, and how I write stuff exactly like I would say it (or in my head how I say it) and I just sit and laugh. You think I write this blog for you... but really? I bet you don't have as much fun as me !

So yay two weeks without an update. Mostly cause there isn't anything to update except that I've been dying. I know, waaaaah. Shut up. I read a blog post about third trimester colds and just be prepared and I swear, self fulfilling prophecy cause guess what I've had for about a 1 1/2 week +.... THE WORST COLD EVER ! Can't breathe, can't swallow, can't talk (not that you hear anyone complaining) can't taste anything. Just exhausted and can't take my heaven sent NyQuil (EVIL don't drug your baby nonsense!). I swear one night I was sitting in the bathroom trying not to cry as I woke up for the 75th time that night to breathe, cough, hack up my lung, whatever and stared at the bottle in my medicine cabinet... just one sip right? No one would know ! People do multiple bad things during pregnancy and their babies are fine. ONE SIP of NyQuil won't kill my kid.. right?! Hard pass... I miss you NyQuil. So before you think I have a mental breakdown about a cough medicine, I'm doing better. My voice sounds relatively normal. I can't breathe as long as I keep my box of tissues nearby. I sleep pretty normal. Still get up to pee but at least I'm not gasping for air. Scary. So no more blogs telling me what "probably" will happen cause apparently I have some Jedi mind over body tricks and make it happen. NO MORE I SAY !

 Went thru madness to get my stupid Rhogam shot. And I got a fancy face mask since I was carrying the plague and could take out the whole hospital.

"Mommy, what's wrong with that scary wide eye pregnant lady in the face mask?" 

And my million dollar smile doesn't help to comfort anyone cause you can't see it ! Anywho- shots. Love them. Don't care to get them, except when they take two days. Let's draw your blood to make sure. Uh... didn't you draw like 10000 vials of blood in my first trimester ? What was all that for! I need my blood ! I know they know I'm Rh neg. and there's a huge pink sticker at my Ob on my chart... So why not draw more blood and wait two hours. Lame. Go back to get my shot cause hello, I know I need it. And apparently my little lab card was expired, that I had just used, 2 hours ago... What? So I had to come back the next day so everything could reprocess cause I wasn't about to wait another hour. Just give me my shot ! It was fun to sit in the little Labor and Delivery room where I'll get checked when I think I'm actually in labor !! And that everyone knows my mother in law. And how excited I am for everything. Except how utterly afraid I am at the same time and how this next 7 weeks can go as sloooooow as it wants.

So any other news? Can't wait to buy our tickets to Utah. Keep talking dates and can't seem to settle on one. Any help? August would be best since older baby = better. I'll be more able and hopefully less insane. Work just isn't working with August. Or maybe it is. We might just have that month off while our boss is in India. Who knows?! And July just sounds SO HOT. I don't know. I'm not eager to spend a ton of money, but I am eager to plan the trip cause I love planning and I love Utah and my co-worker just went and I was so jealous and now he wants to live there and I do too. Not with him. But I totally agree with him.

AND THE HOUSE ! Ah, so we're still in our apartment... I ignore this major stressing factor in my life because it will be resolved, and it will all work out and its nothing anyone can speed up. It is what it is. And what it is, is stressful! Anyways. So, our pile of baby stuff keeps getting bigger, and our empty spaces get smaller and smaller. And I need to plan, and prepare, and nest and unpack and settle and, and and AHHH. Well good news (here I go jinxing it) all is still on schedule to be closed by the end of the month (in case you're semi out of it like me, the end of the month is uh... next week. where did march go?) YOU MEAN I CAN MOVE! AHHHHH... Can't even begin to tell you how excited. No idea about anything cause I stopped mentally planning since houses kept disappearing and stuff wasn't working out, and the planning disappointment cycle was starting to take its toll. But now... oh the sweet peace of this moment. So maybe keys next week. Maybe packing. Maybe turning in our notice to the evil manager lady that is Pam. So the joy. Can't wait. Can't can't wait to finally be as ready as I can possibly feel to have this cute little chunk of a baby. Especially if my 7 1/2 weeks left of pregnancy turns into 5, or 4... or who knows !


How far along? 33 weeks. When did it get so far
Total weight gain: Um... 14ish? or something? I forget... 
Maternity clothes? Favorites.
Stretch marks? Not on my belly. Thank you baby oil ! 
Sleep: Is fine when I'm not sick and dying.     
Best moment this week: Getting dressed up in my fancy red stretchy dress. 
Miss Anything? Not being sick. 
Movement: ALL THE TIME. Like morbid alien busting out of me movements.
Food cravings: Seafood. Finally some decent "in season" fruit. Can't wait ! 
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope... knock on wood !  
Labor Signs: Nope. Maybe some BH contractions, but I have no idea...
Symptoms: Heartburn. All the time. Oh and... kroger brand tums are NOT as good as real tums. fyi.
Belly Button in or out? Still in. COME OUT LITTLE BELLY BUTTON!  
Wedding rings on or off? off. unless i only wear one, then on :] I alternate 
Happy or Moody most of the time: Just sick mood. Tired mood. But still loving life 
Looking forward to: Finding out about the HOUSE !! AHHH


Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Monster BEH-BEH

I don't post anything for two weeks and then I go and post two days in a row ! What's up with that? Oh just some stuff I wanna get out there and super cute pics of my baby. My monster huge behbeh.

So I had my forever long appt this morning. I really shouldn't complain because half of it was the ultrasound. The wait was just long before and between and that's why I always have 830am Thursday appts and not Wednesday 930am appts. So I love our ultrasound tech. She's super cute and she says we're cute and she wishes all her patients were like us. Oh yeaaaah. And she measured and measured little Logan all over the place. His head, his back, his belly, his super huge femur that's rock solid from all the calcium Tums I eat. I grow good baby bones. She does some fancy computer magic and tell us Logan is 2 weeks ahead of schedule. COOL. Cool little fat baby. I love fat babies. They're so rolly polly and pudgey with their little cheeks. But i'm wondering if I should exchange some super cute newborn outfits.. and start stocking up on size 1 diapers and skip the newborn sizes... Lame. Well, I guess it could be worse and he could be super tiny and somethings wrong. At least in this case fat = healthy. Fat behbeh !

And he's got the cutest little chubby cheeks. Already ! Goodness. He's supposed to be packing on the weight now.. not all in 2 weeks. He's 4lbs 2oz. Um... What else. We're not concerned (well Chris is) that he'll end up coming two weeks earlier than the original due date. I think... we'll just have to see. I'm only 30 weeks and some days. so... really? He could have just had some random huge fat growth spurt this last month and then this next month... barely nothin'. So I vote until we're after 35 weeks and the doctor starts talking about early induction or whatever, then I'll start panicking. Especially since there is SO MUCH we still have to do. And I might have just lost 2 weeks !?! Breathe.. don't think that way. Let Chris think that way. Other than that, I passed my glucose test (could you imagine if I'm already growing this HUGE baby and then fail that and how much bigger he could have been ! OH-MEH-GAH!) As long as I can deliver. That's what I keep saying. I know, I know... "be flexible" blah-dee-blah. Obviously if my huge hips can't accommodate this babies huge head then... what can I do? So passed everything. Time for my Rh shot. Woot. And... Yeah. Uploading the super cute baby pictures.

 Baby face ^^^
 3D.. say what? LOOK AT THOSE CHEEKS!
 He wouldn't move his hands, dang baby. So dang cute!

So, I had NO idea we would be getting the 3D (why does everyone say 4D...? What's the difference... Confused!) And apparently its a flip switch on the computer and she uses a different probe thing. Bam. Cute squishy baby face. We have videos too. I can only tell what like 3 are. So... Sorry. They're just like ultrasound stuff. Not worth it. Enjoy the super adorable pictures of my baby ! Big Baby!

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Time is a-flyin' !!

I've totally been meaning to update but I swear it seems like I just updated. When actually it was two weeks ago. Where is the time going ! Oh I know ! Whenever you need it to just chill for a second, it goes SO fast. Cool. Cool, time. I hate you.

So good news, we're pretty sure we'll be able to get into the house, or at least have a house available by the end of the month. So only a few more weeks. I was almost happy paying rent cause I hate our manager/land lady and can't wait to tell her to bite me. But good things. The house is absolutely adorable ! It's right in the best neighborhood right by family. It's got so much space and all the lovely things I want and need to help me live a happy life. I'm excited. I think we're just waiting for things to process and get approved and all that. Fifth times a charm, right? I need to nest. I need to get unpacked to ease my nerves. I think we'll be fine for the baby to come and all that, but right now, we have no room, no big things because we have no room. So I get stressed, but at the same time, I'm not stressed because we're not staying. So it's this weird cycle of pulling-my-hair-out-screaming-stressed to perfectly calm and at ease since we have so much time. (Um... 9 weeks. Not much time. HELLO pulling my hair out!)

I have an ultrasound tomorrow. I'm pretty excited because it's been a while... about 3 months. Lame. I wanna see my baby ! But, I'm getting one cause I'm measuring bigger than I am weeks along. Lame, again. I'm pretty sure it's just the box(es...) of girl scout cookies, nutty butter bars, etc etc I'm eating that's caused the bigger measurements. I don't think it's the baby measuring big, since he's been tiny or right on schedule. Pretty sure I'm fat. Don't judge. But, whatever. We get to see the baby tomorrow and he gets measured and we'll know everythings ok. Chris panicked a little and thinks something is wrong. I told him, unless the doctor starts to get nervous and freak out, I'm fine. And I'm guessing I passed the glucose test. The drink wasn't horrible. I'd probably love it if I like orange soda. I almost had to redo it since they didn't take my blood at 1hr exactly. My doc was like eh... 1 hour, 90 mins, big difference. Who cares. Gimme your blood, mwha-ha-ha. 

So yay baby stuff. Paula (my house lady/former coworker) gave us 4 bags of baby clothes. SO MUCH CLOTHES. But I had fun going through them and awe-ing over everything. SO MUCH CLOTHES. Pretty sure our kid that isn't even born, has more clothes than me. I might even venture to say me and Chris. Jealous. I'm excited though. It's such a huge help and since I had holes in our sizes of clothes where I got a ton of 0-3mos and like nothing at 9mos... I think I'm set now :] Blessings ! Now I just need a baby room to set everything else up, get the big stuff in, and just sit in the room crying and panicking and being excited all at the same moment. 

Oh and we don't have to switch our church ward (ward=congregation) since the house is in Barboursville. I was getting death threats when I mentioned a house in Chesapeake, cause we'd have to switch. Death threats= me not really wanting to stay anyways. Weirdos. Otherwise church is great. Same old. I'm looking forward to the "break" I get in organ playing, conducting, teaching etc because I just did my time and with the baby coming, who knows when I'll be back. Mwhahaha. Jk. I'll hate not being at church. I'll be there quite possibly the next Sunday. Just no touchy the lil baby.

Work is fun. I want to kill one of the students. Not really. But I'm already stressed and then he breathes and I want to hurt him. Poor kid. Luckily I'm not sure he realizes it. Maybe he does. IDC. Everyone's gearing up for vacations (Brent's going to Utah, and NOT taking me. LAME-O) and then everyone else is going to Boston for the Biology conference... I wanna go. Dang third trimester and due date and no flying. And no real reason for me to go. And then we have another mouse study.. UGH. Not excited.

Um... that's all I got. Chris' aunt found out she's having a boy. Aw... us too ! They're naming him Marshall which Chris loves and is super jealous. He's like, "we're having ours first right? we can just name ours Marshall first..." Silly kid. So many babies !

Ok. Survey.  

How far along? 31 weeks. Ah. Crazy. 
Total weight gain: Last appt was... 11 lbs... find out tomorrow ! Big baby !
Maternity clothes? ... what about them ! 
Stretch marks? Not that I can see, but.. I can't see much these days. 
Sleep: I hate sleep. Between peeing all the time, Chris snoring (hello ear plugs !) and not being comfortable... I almost like being awake.     
Best moment this week: Baby clothes ! And all the belly rubs from no creepy people. I haven't had creepers, knock on wood. 
Miss Anything? Breathing, bending, pretty sure I'd never had heartburn before now. 
Movement: He's going to be a soccer player. Kick, jab, ya, high-ya !
Food cravings: Seafood. And strawberries. <--- pretty much the same. Totally buying strawberries tomorrow. 2 for $5, wud up! 
Anything making you queasy or sick: Today was nasty burping up pita pit. ::shiver:: yuck  
Labor Signs: Nope. 
Symptoms: Heartburn. Lack of brain. ie. yelling at Chris for leaving a light on that i apparently had just turned on... uh no I didnt honey !       
Belly Button in or out? Still in. COME OUT LITTLE BELLY BUTTON!  
Wedding rings on or off? off. :/ 
Happy or Moody most of the time: I have my moments of snappyness. I think I need sleep. 
Looking forward to: Seeing my beautiful baby boy tomorrow !


Here, enjoy some pics. 

30 weeks. Aw cute. 

31 weeks ! Ahhh belly ! There's two, and not much difference. Shut your face. I looked cute. Even tho my expressions always look fake happy. I promise I really am happy !

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