Pregnancy 4.0

As you all know, I am pregnant again. This is the first time that we are not having a surprise baby so I had the pregnancy all planned out. The main point of this pregnancy was that I was going to continue working out throughout the entire 9 months. I went on walks while I was pregnant with Dash, but that is about the extent of my fitness routine while pregnant.

Leading up to this pregnancy, I have been a member of Title Boxing Club for over a year. I love it there. The classes are so much fun and it is a great workout. Also, it has done amazing things for my... backside. So I have this brilliant plan that I will keep up my boxing classes. Never miss a beat, I say. Pregnancy will not even faze me, I think. I will be this pregnant badass in class. Running around and killing it on the heavy bags with my pregnant belly. It will be awesome.

Wrong.

The first kink in my plan was that I forgot how freaking tired you are during the first trimester. I am older, I have 3 other little demon spawns who never stop, and this pregnancy has been way harder than the previous 3. So... when it came time to get up, get dressed, and go be a "pregnant badass", I usually decided on a nap. One time I went upstairs to get dressed, sat on the bed to put on my shoes, and woke up 2 hours later. I wish I was lying, but I am not. That happened.

The second problem with my plan is a serious problem, one that I have been really upset about for the last 3 weeks. So the time came in my pregnancy, that glorious time when you can use it to get out of exercises. Once you are out of the first trimester, they say that you should no longer do ab exercises where you lay on your back. So we go to do abs at the end of class and I ask the instructor if I can have some alternate exercises. She asks "Why? What's wrong? Why can't you? What wrong?" I reply, very happily "Nothing's wrong... just making a baby." To which she replies "Me too!". Come to find out with further discussion, she is 2 months behind me with her first child.

WHAT?!?!?! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You guys. Worst. Thing. Ever. Like ever.

Are you guys understanding why this is so awful? If not, let me explain. She is pregnant with her first. I am pregnant with my fourth. This is significant because she will not show until she is like 5 months. I am 18 weeks and HUGE! You show so much sooner with every pregnancy. This means I am going to be 8 months and gigantic and she is going to be bouncing around all tiny at 6.

Therefore, I will not be looking like a pregnant badass. Instead, I will be looking like a struggling beached whale while my instructor looks like a pregnant badass! She totally stole my shine! Also, she is the peppy instructor... you know the one. The instructor that is always happy and super loud and never stops moving. I am going to sweaty and dragging my belly all around the bag and she is going to be like "Pregnancy is awesome!".

Bitch.

Ugh. Just rude. And super inconsiderate. She should have thought about me and my image before she conceived.

New Chapter.

So it has been a while since I posted and a few of you with apparently no exciting hobbies have been asking when I would start blogging again. I tell them to watch the Duggars and read romance novels like I do (have fun trying to figure out how I make that work), but they don't listen. So here I am! Lucky them!

Random Duggar pictures I have in my phone.

Well... a lot has happened since I last posted. Let's see...

1- DJ is in school. Like real school. Like homework and PTA and strict pick up and drop off times. DJ loves it. I hate it. So much pressure. All I know is that I just signed up to bring cupcakes to his fall party and the other moms are going down. #SpecialOrder #FancyCupcakes

2- Harlow is in Kindergarden! This has shown me what my life will be like for the next 12 years. On the first day of school Harlow got a not so hot report. On the second day of school I was informed by the teachers that they "Just can't believe how different DJ and Harlow are." Translation- DJ is so sweet and Harlow is a sass-master.

3- Dash update. Well... not much has changed with him. Instead of being a Power Ranger, he now tells me he is Spiderman. He tells me this when is climbing whatever he is climbing that he shouldn't be. He is still my party kid and I am still terrified of what is to come with him. #FutureFraternityPresident

 Spiderman

Very happy about a head injury because he looked "like a ninja".

4- Many of my friends have joined me in the mommy club. This might not sound like a big deal, but it is. They now understand why I will randomly hang up on them and that my hair is not in a bun everyday because I think it is cute, but because it is all I have time for. Also, buns disguise how long it has been since I last washed my hair. I believe they are the reason for the number 5...

This is me after I brushed my hair for the first time in a week. Ok... maybe 2.

5- I have done what I said was impossible. What I swore I would NEVER do again. That I was done, done, done with. I am pregnant. Again. Baby number 4 people! I am 18 weeks and still don't know what we are having. We will find out in March, because we decided to let it be a surprise. I tell people it is a surprise because this is our last baby and it will be a fun way to end it. BUT... if history tells me anything, I should stop saying that because who really knows if 5 will ever come along.

 The newest addition.

A picture of drink that is lacking the amazing ingredient of alcohol. 

Sparkling water with lime is NOT the same as a margarita. FYI.

I have a lot to say and I can't have wine or vodka to tamper it down. So look out, there is a lot to come!