Baby is officially on the brain!

I am starting to show, I will be 25 weeks on Monday. Time is really flying by! I was a January baby, and Nance always tells me it is a great time of year to have a baby. It’s cold– well, not as cold in Alabama as the frozen tundra of Columbus, Ohio… but still. Once the weather breaks, the baby is becoming more human like. And, when the holidays roll around again, our baby will almost be 1!
I know I said I didn’t want any belly pics, but babies and Instagram change everything! Jeff snapped this candid of me last weekend. It’s amazing what that app will do to a normal picture. I asked Jeff it would be creepy to frame this… in a small version, of course… for Bean’s nursery. He didn’t seem to think it would be weird, so until the baby tells me it’s trippy to see a pic with him/her in the womb, it’s happening.

Speaking of nurseries, I’m jazzed to get a start on ours. In two weeks, I plan on putting my painting overalls on and taking a go at it. (For the record, I do not own painting overalls, and have never really painted a room before).

Back in Bama, Nance and Bud are getting settled in their new digs. Bud is actively searching for a building to have his mechanics shop. We all hope he finds one soon… he is antsy without someplace to tinker with his cars, trucks, and motorcycles. 

Last night, we were chatting on the phone (He’s been in Ohio the last couple weeks)… and I was trying to hang up with him because I was in the middle of being domestic and cooking dinner. 

He goes: Shana! Wait! What kind of toothpaste do you use? 
Me: Usually Colgate. 
Bud: Atta Girl!! Did you know that damn Crest toothpaste your mother keeps trying to give me causes depression? 
Me: ummmm?
Bud: You heard me right, its a wonder you haven’t read about me in the papers yet, that toothpaste is making me a loon! I tried to warn her, there is something in it that makes you wanna slit your wrists. I’m back on Pepsodent for life. If she tries to give me Crest again, you’ll know what she’s up to. 

Bud on conspiracies.

I can’t believe I’m almost 6 months pregnant. Where the heck did the time go? I suppose it is time to start planning baby showers and the nursery.

I wanted Jeff to take a picture of me the other day, because I constantly hear I’ll want them one day. I figure we should take as many pics as possible before my face and butt get extremely fat. 

So, after several failed attempts… and Molly dying of boredom… we finally snapped a decent picture of my Bean Belly. 


So much to share, so little space. Mom and Dad moved into their new house two weeks ago…and are busy getting everything unpacked and organized. It’s really coming together, and they are very happy. Mom has been in Ohio for business the last couple days, so we’ve been hanging out with Bud. I go over there in the morning for coffee. This morning he surprised me with breakfast… which was nice. Last night, we went to a meet and greet with their new neighbors in the park. A little awkward, but free pizza.
Bud kept walking toward some guy he insisted on meeting. He called him the serial killer, because he said he has beady eyes. We never did meet that fellow, and I hope he never reads this blog. 

A couple weekends ago, I went to Chicago to visit my best friend, Lisa! We had a great time… shopping, visiting, and eating some fab food. We also bought some of Baby Bean’s first outfits. Including an amazing onesie that says BEAN BABY. And of course, broccoli with fangs. 

Last weekend, Jeff and I traveled with the Radice’s to Tallahassee, Florida for our first Florida State football game. Gorgeous city, fun campus, great game. I think it’s safe to say, we will be back again next year with Bean… wearing headdresses and war paint. 

In between those trips, we had our 20 week appointment. It was Jeff’s first time at the doctor. We also brought a camera in to shoot my Mommy-To-Be segment. (I will post that under the “Pregnancy Diaries” tab.) Everything is healthy and our baby is perfect…in our eyes. Seeing the baby really makes everything real. We heard the heartbeat, and Bean was very active! The doctor said everything looks great, and Bean is measuring a little big, so they moved my due date up a week to January 24th. No complaints here! 

As for the gender reveal… leading up to this appointment, I had second thoughts about wanting to be surprised. I guess because we couldn’t know the gender before this point, it didn’t really matter to me. But, once we were at the doctor… I kind of wanted to know. I asked the tech if she knew… she said yes. But, after a few minutes of watching our baby move around, I realized I could care less if it is a boy or a girl. Our baby is healthy, and that is more than enough for me. 

It’s fun shopping for gender neutral items. We’ve decided to go with a lamb theme in Bean’s room. I was picking things out for our registry online… when suddenly realized our dog, Amelia, looks like a lamb! I hope this doesn’t cause mass confusion for Bean in the near future.

Rain. Light rain. Big fat rain. Rain that comes in sideways. Rain is one of my least favorite things. When I was one-man-band reporting, there was nothing I dreaded more than trudging through the wet weather with heavy equipment to chase a story.

This time… rain has once again cancelled our trip to the beach. It’s just not worth it. Spending the time to go down there when there is a 60-70% chance of thunderstorms all week. Thanks, hurricane season.

No worries though, I’m going to try to get down there at least one more time this year… especially because in just a few short months, I will be traveling with a car seat, several extra bags, and a mountain of diapers!
Bud’s music is loud this morning. He is like a teenager. He blasts music the moment he opens his eyes, while he has his morning coffee, during breakfast, it typically lasts about 2-3 hours. It’s usually the same songs, over and over. Luckily, he rotates the songs daily. This morning he is playing Mumford & Sons “I Will Wait”, Solomon Burke “These Arms of Mine” & Chris Knight “Highway Junkie”. I just asked him what the name of the Chris Knight song was…. he took it as an invitation to come upstairs, sit next to me as I type this blog, and blast it up a few decibels. A teenager, I tell you.

This Friday is the big day. Bud and Nance finally move into their new house. We went over there yesterday afternoon and took a grand tour. It is complete, and beautiful. Painted a new color, so it no longer looks like a Christmas house. They’ve been living with us, off and on, since the beginning of July. 4 adults. 4 dogs. In one house. Friday, will be a good day!

Euchre Night

One of the really cool things about them living with us, our evening rounds of Euchre. We play a lot of it in this house, and Jeff has had to learn quickly. We laugh, and have a great time. Last night, Nance asked Bud why he wanted to pick up a certain suit of cards… He responded quickly… straight faced, “Because I’ve got big balls!” I died laughing. Yes, we have fun.

We were supposed to be on the road by now, cruising down to the white sandy beaches of Destin, Florida. But, Isaac has really jammed that whole thing up. Tropical Storm Isaac is expected to make landfall as a category 1 or 2 hurricane. To give you some kind of a reference point, Katrina was a category 4. The models have been all over the place, once thought to make landfall in Destin… then Gulf Shores, now New Orleans. A state of emergency has been issued in Alabama, Florida, Mississippi and Louisiana. Everything could change with the passing hours.

All in all, hurricanes are nothing to mess with. When Bud asked me, “Did you know a tsunami was on the way?” I had no choice but to laugh, and agree to postpone our kidnapping to the beach.

We are going to try to go next week, if the rain cooperates. One thing I’ve learned, trips to the beach in the rain are no fun. Mine and Jeff’s first beach adventure was dampened by wet weather. We still had fun, but I was not a very happy camper… his words, not mine.

I went to the doctor last week for a checkup, and heard Bean’s heartbeat. Still very strong, and fast… I know the urban legend says a fast heartbeat indicates a girl, but I don’t buy it. Bean could have just been nervous.

Our big 20 week appointment is in two weeks. It will be Jeff’s first time to the doctor. My doctor has also agreed to let us bring a camera in for a Mommy-To-Be segment. So, that should be interesting.

Almost halfway there…. can’t wait for January!