finally! the dresser is here.

I have been waiting for A MONTH for my baby dresser to arrive. Ordered it online and the shipment date kept getting pushed back. Finally, the dresser was delivered on Friday and Brian spent 3 hours on Saturday putting it together. He was taking his time cause he didn't want to have another Ikea dresser debacle. For those of you who have seen that dresser, you know what I'm talking about!

I love this dresser. It's the color I want and the design is simple yet unique. I like the higher part on the right. Perfect for placing a basket with easy-to-reach diapers. The changing pad will go on the long part and then when the baby gets older, this can be used just as a regular dresser for his room. Hopefully the craftsmanship holds up. It's a Da Vinci and the one complaint I've read about it is that it scratches easily. But believe me, all baby furniture has some kind of issue. Unless you want to spend $1,000 you have to just roll with the punches.


Here's the before picture....



And the after!

hiccup, hiccup

It's happened! The baby had his first hiccuping episode. I've read about this and friends who recently had babies have asked me if I've felt it yet. At the time, I hadn't. But on Thursday Brian and I went to watch the new Harry Potter movie. Toward the end of the movie, I could concentrate on nothing else except the fact that I could feel a rhythmic tapping in the middle of my belly. Tap...tap...tap...tap. Closer together than when the baby just kicks but further apart than when the baby has a burst of what I think is punching or something. But it was the fact that the tapping was on a consistent rhythm for about 5 minutes that makes me sure it was the hiccups!

I think it's kind of cute. But then I also feel a little bad for the guy cause no one likes to have the hiccups. Cute? Sympathize? I'm going with cute.

the couch is turning against me

I love my couch. I especially love the seat that reclines. It's the most comfortable place to sit in the house and even better, it's perfectly situated in front of the TV. ;) Before pregnancy, Brian and I would take turns sitting in the chair but now if he's sitting there, I make him move. One of the perks of being prego, people let you have the good seats.

But in recent days, my lower back has been hurting more. Not excruciating pain or anything, but more achiness than in the past. And to my dismay, sitting on the oh-so-comfy recliner isn't always so comfy.

I feel betrayed, I tell you! Betrayed! I think the chair is mad that I've been sitting on it so much. It needs a break and is lashing out at me. This couch has turned against me and now I need to figure out other positions to be comfortable.

don't scold the baby!

The little guy in my belly is turning out to be a strong fella. His kicks and rolls and pushing are at an all-time high in terms of intensity -- he wakes me up at night! The pushing is the worst. He pushes outward on my belly and on what feels like my organs, particularly my bladder. It's really uncomfortable and sometimes kinda sore.

Brian and I talk to the baby all the time but since the little man has started to make me so uncomfortable, Brian feels bad for me and tends to tell he baby to "be nice to mommy" and says, "don't do that." While the sentiment is totally cute and I love him for it, I also feel like he's scolding the baby sometimes and I don't like it! So then I have to tell the baby that it's not his fault. That he's just cramped in there and doesn't know he's hurting me.

Don't we sound absolutely crazy? Poor baby. His parents are nutso.

sympathy peeing

Typical of any prego lady, I get up every 2-3 hours to pee during the night. They say your body is preparing itself for the lack of sleep you'll experience once the baby arrives. Seems true enough to me.

Funny thing is, Brian has also taken to peeing in the middle of the night sometimes too. I don't know if it's because he wakes up from me getting in and out of bed so often or what, but he's started to call it "sympathy peeing." He says he's always made it until the morning to pee, so maybe he feels bad that I have to do it so often and it makes him get up too.

That just cracks me up! But it's also really sweet. :)

nearly 31 weeks

Last night, I swear I could feel the baby growing. I had all kinds of little aches and pangs in my belly, could not get comfortable for the life of me, and woke up practically every hour.

Throughout this pregnancy, it definitely seems like the belly makes sudden leaps and bounds and then levels out for a bit. Sometimes, from one day to the next Brian will comment, "Whoa, your belly is bigger than yesterday!"

I think today is one of those days and it merits a kodak moment.


28 weeks



today! almost 31 weeks.

oh my, migraine.

Had my very first migraine this weekend. For those of you who get these on a regular basis, my heart goes out to you. I rarely get headaches let alone these insane ones that build and build until you think your head is about to explode.

Started before breakfast. I could feel a headache coming on. I didn't think much of it as I've had a few headaches throughout my pregnancy. Plus, I hadn't eaten yet so I thought maybe it was partly lack of nutrition and the baby was mad.

Get to the only restaurant in Forks (if you're a Twilight fan, you know all about Forks!) that seemed to serve breakfast. Sit down...headache worse. I start rubbing my temples in the hopes that massaging it would make it go away. No such luck. I'm facing the window and the sun streaming in through the pane seems to make it hurt more. I keep lowering my head and covering my eyes. That seems to help a bit so I ask Brian to switch seats with me so my back can face the light that has now become my enemy. A little better but the throbbing is getting worse.

I bust out my crackberry to google whether or not I can take tylenol or ibuprofen while in my third trimester. Apparently, IB is bad for baby. Can cause heart problems for the little guy inside my belly. Tylenol, it seems, is okay. But I immediately think, if ibuprofen is bad, how can tylenol be "good?" So, I start to google pressure points to make headaches go away. Then I start stabbing my left hand in between my thumb and pointer finger to try and hit the right point. I must be doing something wrong because all this does is now make my palm sore.

Food comes and I know something's really wrong when I can't eat all my breakfast. I think, maybe my contacts are making my headache worse (it's happened before). So, I go to the bathroom, scratch them out of my eyes and throw them away with as much force as I can. Like, by doing that I'm magically tossing my headache in the trash as well. Wishful thinking!!

I decide to call the doctor to see if taking tylenol is okay. It's the 4th of July so I leave a message for them to page an on-call doctor to call me back. So, in the meantime I have to suffer.

The Forks parade is about to start and I just can't stand there in the bright sunlight. I ask Ponce if I can sit in his car and rest. While in the car, I google "migraines while pregnant" into my phone and it says migraines are a normal symptom in the third trimester. Caused, yet again, by hormones. Damn hormones.

Brian tries to do the pressure point thing on my hand again and it helps a little. But now I'm starting to feel nauseated. Roll all the windows down, please!! I need air! The loving hubby that Brian is, he walks blocks (remember there's a parade going on so the street is closed) to a gas station to get me water and tylenol. Meanwhile, I decide reclining would be a good idea so I jump in the driver's seat and lean back. Ouch, ouch, ouch. My head HURTS. But eureka! I start to feel myself wanting to drift off to sleep. Sweet! I nap for what I thought was 15 minutes but turns out it was probably more like 45. I remember Brian coming back sometime in the middle of my nap with tylenol but I decide sleep seemed to be helping.

Back to snoozing and finally when I get up, my headache has disappeared! Yay! No tylenol! I'm so proud of myself. Symptom has passed, crisis averted.

But seriously, migraines SUCK. I hope I never have one ever again.

Baby's first trip to D-land

A few weeks ago, Brian and I took a short trip to Cali to visit family (both his and mine). And no Cali trip is ever complete without a stop a Disneyland! I heart D-land. In almost a sick, crazy way...so the baby will love it to, whether he likes it or not!

Being prego at Disney is somewhat a pain is the ass though. You can't ride any really fun rides, walking around is more tiring, you're already hot so the heat makes you even hotter and everyone, I mean EVERYONE stares at your big belly.

(Off topic, the baby is kicking like crazy right now! I love when he kicks.)

But overall, it wasn't too bad. We walked slow and stopped a lot to rest. I waited for Brian and his folks to ride a couple rides but that was about it. My trusty crackberry kept me occupied during those waits. Luckily, even pregnant I could ride my all-time fave ride, Soarin'. I LOVE this ride. You can't help but "oooooo" an "ahhhhhh." Just feels like you're flying.

The most excitment the baby had was on Pirates of the Carribean. For the most part this ride is mellow but there are two small dips at the beginning. The baby needed SOME adventure! Might as well introduce him early.

Here's baby on his 1st trip to the happiest place on earth!


mommy, daddy and baby :)


with soon-to-be grandma and grandpa


baby's 1st yummy turkey leg.



baby's ishihara family



baby in the belly!