28 weeks (round two)

How far along:  28 weeks

Total weight gain: 14 lbs. I may just gain more with one baby than i did two ūüôĀ

Maternity clothes: the band on all of my maternity jeans are going to put me into early labor.

Stretch marks: if I avoided them with twins, it’s only right that i don’t get them with a singleton, right?

Sleep: i’m doing alright.

Best moment of this week:

Miss anything: beer. cold beer.

Movement: elbows coming out of my bellybutton, no big deal.

Food cravings: greek yogurt.  smoothie bowls.  ceasar salad.

Anything making you queasy or sick: no, but my sense of smell is crazy recently.

Have you started to show yet: i’ve put on a few. ¬†i think it’s barely noticeable though.

Labor signs: zip!

Belly button in or out: still out.

Wedding rings on or off:  still on.

Happy or moody most of the time: haapy

Looking forward to: christmas!

Weekly Portrait of My Children 53 (?)/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2016.

week fifty-three// scout: could watch (and recite) Elf a million times, has started grouping people together based on their looks and likes, and loves to wrestle.

week fifty-three// griffin: hugged santa this week (!!), is super into The Grinch (Jim Carey version), and loves all things Christmas just as much as his mama.

Weekly Portrait of My Children 52/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2016.

week fifty-two // scout: has become the world’s greatest doll mama, is far smarter than both of her parents, and can’t wait to meet her newest sibling.

week fifty-two // griffin: loves “keeeeses” from his mama, dada, and scouty, makes it a point to kiss and say goodnight to both dogs every single night, and is the happiest kid I’ve ever met.

Weekly Portrait of My Children 51/52

a weekly portrait of my children, every week, in 2016.

week fifty-one // scout: is continuing to show her dear love for singing, loves taking care of her brother (“eeet’s okay, greef-o”), and has a crazy obsession with phones (dones).

week fifty-one // griffin: has started saying “I” instead of third person, Big Doo, loves building anything, and can play quietly by himself for hours at a time.