Hello 26 weeks.

WOW!!!!! You mean 34 weeks? No. 26 weeks. I am cooking up another big baby. And he is a hyper little guy...kept me up until 3 am last night. Well between him and Faye I was up until 3, cause Fable was having some serious nightmares. 

We had a really good Father's Day! Ghent's parents came to town for the weekend so we spent it with his family in Portland. We got a hotel, lounged around, visited the pool (FREEZING) and the hot tub! Faye LOVED swimming, so I am really looking forward to our summer now. I was afraid she would hate swimming. I even bought this awesome sexy/super frumpy maternity suit. Like granny style, with a skirted bottom. Oh yeah. 

Faye had a blast pretending to drive...ruh roh.

Father's Day (Grandpa Cooper bought that dress for her!)

Lots of chalk drawing!

Lots of lounging at the park

Fable was amazing the whole time!! We have such a good little girl! We did however, catch her practicing her whine and sad face in the mirror one night. It scared Ghent...a lot! haha! And I got to go to Ikea to buy giant frames to I could finally hang our pictures!!! Faye's photos turned out so amazing!

 And tonight, for date night, we are finally buying our new iComfort memory foam mattress! I cannot wait to sleep comfortably, especially since my back has started killing me lately. It's taken  us months to commit to it though, it's just so expensive (for us), but we love it so much it will be worth it I hope!

My boobs exploded

And I have the best husband EVER! Last night I spent my entire night (beginning after Fable went to bed) cleaning!! In my exhausted pregnant state I cleaned until 12:30 am. Then hauled my pregnant hiney to bed. This morning Faye woke up and completely demolished the entire downstairs in like 30 minutes flat. I was Dev-A-Stated! As in almost crying. She flung cheerios all over and by the time I got to her she was mashing them into the newly cleaned carpet. Let's say she was on one today. Because while I was cleaning up the cheerios she made her diaper stash explode, scattered toys everywhere and spilled her sippy of milk. At that point I gave up on the cheerios and just sat on the couch completely depressed. After Faye's nap (which was filled with dyin mah her, with a *gasp* box dye) we went to a friends to watch her twins while she ran some errands. I'm still totally depressed about the mess waiting for me at home. Anyways, I go home a couple hours later and walk in the door to a perfectly clean house and a fresh apple strudel on the counter with a sweet little note from the hubs. He snuck home from work while I was watching the kiddos and cleaned the house for me!! *SOB* And I did. Literally. It was the sweetest thing he has ever done and I cried (because I'm pregnant). So tonight I can get around to sewing because I just haven't had anytime lately! Best hubby ever, right?! And he hates it when I talk about him in blog land, but you can't not mention something that amazing. Love him.

And in the last week, my boobs exploded. They are HUGE.

I want bangs.

And whatever you do, do not google pregnant women and bangs. It will not pull up happily rounded bellies with thick bangs but rather some XXX stuff. I was hitting my back button at amazing speeds. My belleh is growing! And I am having a REALLY hard time with it this pregnancy. I loathe weight gain of any type, even if it means you are growing a healthy baby, it still makes me cry when I think about numbers. I don't understand how some prego peeps gain all their weight in the belly and not an ounce anywhere else. When I am prego, my face, arms, thighs, belly and boobs are prego. I am trying to watch what I eat, without getting obsessed, but I'm still gaining weight everywhere. And that is why I am putting off bangs for now. Because, though I desperately want them, I am terrified they will draw attention to my chipmunk cheeks. Maybe as a congratulatory gift to myself for hitting my old weight after baby boy is here, I will go chop the bangs. Then get an IUD so that I don't get pregnant again without intending too.

Speaking of bangs....

Fable's are out of control. I don't want a toddler with bangs though so I am trying to grow them out, but she won't let me clip them back. Sometimes, but not always she lets me put her hair in a little top pony though. Otherwise she is sporting this classy little do. (Looks kinda emo)

Her bedtime routine is AWESOME now! I noticed the last couple months she is getting super, super attached to her little giraffe blanket. Like cries if it's not in her crib (heaven forbid I left it in the wash before bed or naps). So lately I have been experimenting because normally I have to lay down with her until she falls asleep, wake her up and move her to the crib where she snuggles her blanket. But recently I started laying down with her for a few minutes, then moving her to the crib before she falls asleep. And finally last night she went straight to her crib without a fuss! Just mashed her cute little face into her blanket, grabbed her doll and waved bye-bye to me as I walked out. I sat at her door for like 5 minutes waiting for her to cry...but she never did!! And lately for naps all I have to do is lay her down with her blanket and doll and she is good to go! A part of me is so sad though because I like snuggling her to sleep, but I know we needed to break that habit before baby boy gets here because it will be too hard. But I am going to miss the bedtime snuggles. Hopefully when the newness of walking wears off she will be more inclined to snuggle with me on the couch like she used to.

Man, I made a cute kid.