I want to update this blog with a Ladybug theme... But I'm clueless!!

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Building things

This weekend we splurged on some wood and build ourselves a chest. HOW COOL IS OUR HUMP BACK CHEST?! It still needs to be stained (the same color as our bed) and put the hinges on, but it's pretty cool nonetheless. We also had a set of shelves, one of which broke as we tried to move it loaded with books (pretty smart, huh?). So we kept the shelves and I was tired of looking at them so I had Scott make a baby chest for the 'nursery'. You can see in the pictures the front mess.

I have been in a mood of nesting. Which pretty much translates into "throw everything away". So the piles of crap are actually waiting a turn at Goodwill and or the dumpster. The piles of wood are waiting a turn to high-tail it to the storage shed. We had the second of the set of shelves in our closet. It was a great shoe shelf. But now it is moved to the front room to be the baby book shelves. Aww. How cute. Now I just need baby books to put on the shelf. :)

Another project we started is my rocking chair. We grabbed a old fashioned rocking chair years ago and it's been waiting for me to get pregnant so it can come inside. Now it needs to be re upholstered. We bought ladybug fabric and have padding and everything. Now I just need to see which of my TWO sewing machines works. They are in the crap pile currently... we will have to see which one makes the final cut.

The baby chest... and Scott the Driller

and more... COO!!

We went to Sweet Mesquite with Coo and Jill while we were in Sugar Land. It was fun. Good company and good mushroom burgers and conversation... and I totally got distracted with the Olympic synchronized swimmers. :P

Pictures from Houston... before the storm...

We went in for our 23 wk check-up. Heard the heartbeat... asked a few questions... heard the heartbeat again. Yup, still pregnant.

She was way up high and kept running away from Dr. Maxey. But when he went away she booted me way low where she normally is. So maybe she is head up and kicks all the time... maybe. I have not felt any movement anywhere near my belly button, it's all way way lower than that so we'll see next month when we get a sonogram.

I have evidence of a bladder infection, so they gave me a prescription for antibiotics. Now the sudden and FREQUENT need to pee has been explained. I'm not just pregnant. It's not that I'm drinking tons more water. Even though both of those are true... I've just got an infection!

I also went to the chiropractor and got my feet scanned. Insurance pays for special insols that should be in sometime in a week. Cool.

Names

We've pretty much settled on Jaedyn Olivia Quigley.
My backup name is Emma Hazel Quigley... I'm wishing and hoping and praying that we get two girls so I can use both names!
Oh, and a boy 'cauze I really like Nathanial Scott Quigley.

It's been a while

And I have not gotten much bigger... but I am SO HUNGRY. ALL THE TIME.
Even the days when I have really big meals, I go to bed hungry and wake up hungry.

A Sweet Tomatoes opened across the street from my office and we went there for the grant opening and it is good. There are potatoes but no steak (it's a pretty vegetarian place) but their shrimp bisque is super yummy.

My fingernails are going crazy. They vary almost daily from being super strong to super weak.

I am expecting to grow a bigger bump soon, but until then I'm just outgrown all of my pre pregnancy clothes. I tried. Really. But even the clothes that fit just barely are way to tight to sit in for 8 hours. Every evening my belly line itches like crazy. Either there were buttons or double folds of clothes pushing into my belly all day or it's right where the stretchy fabric of the maternity pants stops and the regular fabric starts.

My feet still have not swollen like I thought they would.

I cannot sleep through the night any more. I wake up at least once and have to go pee. Or I have weird dreams like serial killer dinner parties, or skinning a puppy alive humanely - so the little guy does not get hurt. Or I just wake up because I am uncomfortable.

I am always crabby. The people at work probably don't notice it much, because I am paid to be a happy smily person. But when I go to work with Scott my true feelings show. Prego Hormones!