Sunday Funday

Well I haven't been so great with taking pictures but I am going to post anyway. I don't think I have a lot of followers so I think the main thing here is me being able to remember someday what I am going through. Saturday night I went to a wedding for my old co-workers daughter. Up until the day of the wedding I wasn't too worried about what I was going to wear just I figured I have just gained about 5 pounds so most dresses should fit me OK still. Well apparently I am getting bigger than I realized. The 1st dress I put on made me look like a giant because it already makes my butt look big and now I have a big belly too. so that was out. The dress I ended up with didn't show too bad until after dinner when I was pleasantly reminded that yes indeed I am starting to show already at 12 weeks. Now mom says it's because it's a girl but other people say it's also because it's my 2nd and you just show earlier with your 2nd. Granted a lot of those people had boys first and girls second but since I have no idea what we're having yet I will just let people continue to guess. So for pregnancy I am 12 weeks I have gained somewhere between 5-7 pounds depending on the day and I am hoping to keep it there for a little while. I have to make my 16 week apt the end of June and it will be 6 weeks since my last apt and I am really hoping to be up just another 3 pounds. However while typing I am dreaming of my skinny cow ice cream treat :-)
As for Janie, she is for sure enjoying playing in her new little pool. The only problem is that every time we have played out there, it wasn't planned and she ended up playing in her clothes. I didn't want to ruin the moment and run inside to change her so I just removed her shirt and let her swim and play in her shorts. She is still terrible at going in a stroller. I am trying to get some exercise every day, so today we attempted a walk. We got all the way to Grandma's house (about .7 miles away) when Jane decided to get out of the stroller and walk. We then made it to the end of the street...maybe an additional .2 miles and she tripped and fell and scraped her leg. So I finally got her to turn around and head home but by this point she was refusing to go in the stroller so either I was carrying her or she was walking. She tripped twice so basically just wanted me to hold her. Now picture a pregnant lady, pushing a stroller and carrying a 20 month old. needless to say my arms we're getting tired and I just wanted to get home...easily .5 miles to go before we would get there, not that long but seems long when you're carrying all that extra weight. Thankfully my great mother in law came by in the car because she thought she heard Jane crying and offered us a ride home, I took it and that was the end of the walk. I really wish she liked her stroller, I even have a fancy expensive jogging stroller and she still just doesn't like it. It really stinks because I would love to walk more and get more exercise and it's just not an option. I guess that's what they say when they say Life changes when you have kids!