Bigger Bumps and Big (Dinosaur) Humps

It's almost May, which is awesome because 1) Mother Nature has finally gotten her act together (despite the rain this week...nobody's perfect), 2) my nutrition class final is next week, so I can focus on planning my path forward (and not be out of the office so much), and 3) because I'm going to Colorado at the end of the month for a conference/stay at the cabin.

Then again, it's almost May, which SUCKS because 1) I've done nothing to prepare for this baby, 2) I can't sleep for shite anymore and expect it will only get worse, and 3) did I mention I'm still pretending that I'm NOT pregnant?

But moving along, she's decided it's time for me to stop this denial BS by kicking constantly during the day. CONSTANTLY. Fortunately, she's pretty quiet at night, but I can already see the sibling conspiracies starting, as Angus has taken to farting around in bed until 10 or 11pm. We moved him to a "big boy" bed this week, and I think all this big boy talk has gone to his head. *Sigh*

But a few pictures to continue the posting streak...before Angus' little sister arrives and the picture-taking....stops. A la Dave and Barb Marden circa December, 1980.

I took Angus to the Dinosaurs Alive! exhibit in DC last weekend. He was a pretty happy camper.

First of two dinosaur tattoos. I have visions of the future, and I'm sure my fondness for tattoos will bite me in the a** eventually with at least one of the kids. "Mom, YOU have 10 tattoos, why can't I get ONE??!!"

Digging for gold. Or fake dinosaur bones.

Angus loves him some Stegosaurus.

His little legs don't quite reach the peddles, but he's gotten pretty into riding it around parks lately.

Mommy may have worn him out last weekend. Poor thing passed out for 2 hours.

You're welcome, Angus and TBD

http://www.msn.com/en-us/health/pregnancyparenting/love-of-physical-activity-may-start-in-the-womb/ar-BBrCZgL?li=BBnb7Kz&ocid=DELLDHP

I'm just saying...

So it may LOOK like Angus is extremely lazy and prefers to watch tv and eat in bed, but in reality, he'd just finished a 10-mile run. (in his dreams)

Half-Way There....

Though I'm not sure where "there" is...? Total insanity? Or just the addition of a sweet, calm little girl to the family? In any event, I'm 20 weeks along now (still in total, absolute denial, if you must know). Feeling "meh". That's as much as I can say. For all of his shenanigans now, Angus was pretty easy on me during pregnancy, but this little girl is starting to be pretty high maintenance. I had my 20-week ultrasound a few days ago, and it took 2 1/2 hours because she refused to cooperate. Twisting, turning, tumbling...you name it, she did her best to avoid helping the technician get the shots needed.

Ah, well. In other news, it's finally starting to look like spring in DC. Long overdue, if you ask me! So Angus will be gearing up soon for his racing season...stay tuned for finish line victory pictures :).

We went to West Palm Beach recently for Christopher's cousin's daughter's wedding. Angus had a great time at the beach, despite a teeny bit of sunburn. And sand in his diaper.

Getting buried.

He loves loves his new Spiderman sunglasses...

"Mommy...where the fishes?"

What do we do when mommy is craving egg salad and fries? Why go to Booeymonger for dinner, of course!