[.There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.]

I thought I was addicted to pinterest before?  After knowing that wee is now Miss K, I spend hours and hours looking at little girl ideas.

 

Lance and I went to fetal photos to have a gender determination ultrasound.  I thought I was a patient person (besides when it comes to driving, anyone who drives with me knows this to be 100% true), but knowing that we could know the gender and didn't know it was killing me.

 

I have an awesome husband.

 

I told Lance that I wanted to do halloween crafts but didn't want to spend my "blow money" for the week on craft stuff.  So he told me to take my Paces money ($65) and go buy things.  I responded by saying.. "OR I could use that sixty five dollars on something else I know to be sixtry five dollars?!"

He knew exactly what I was talking about (the ultrasound) and said it was up to me.  I told him I would call him right after I made the appointment:)

 

When we went into the room and I layed on the bed I kept telling myself that since mostly everyone was bound and determined we were having a boy that wee had to be a girl.

 

I was super excited when the tech had told us we would be having a girl, I almost cried.

 

We went and bought her a little outfit and put it in a white bag with blue and pink tissue paper to tell our families.

 

I haven't been very emotional since being pregnant and I'm only hoping it doesn't get worse as I get further along, but I almost had a breakdown in Walmart the other day.

 

With my first pregnancy, Lance and I started talking about room stuff early on.  He wanted a crib that was oak and I wanted a dark cherry wood crib.  Well...now that I have pinterest my ideas have, well..changed.

So when we were looking at cribs I told Lance that I now wanted a white crib.  He didn't agree and told me that now he likes the dark cherry wood cribs.  So again, I told him I wanted a white crib.

Let's just say I was stomping around Walmart like a 3 year old giving my parents the silent treatment for giving in to my every want.

After a couple minutes he brought it up into the conversation again.  I stopped and looked at him and said, "Stop.  Be quiet or I will cry right here in the frozen food section."

I don't think we said two words to each other on the 7 minute ride home.  I sat down in silence, ticked.

Out of no where Lance said, "we can do a white crib."

:)

 

Again, I have an awesome husband.

 

While walking through Gordmans the other day, again, out of no where Lance said, "We can also paint the room purple if we have to".

 

Yes, we have too:)

 

And that is why I love him.

 

I have since gone out and bought most of my material to get started on her room.

 

I keep having dreams that I see her feet come out of my stomach stretching my skin as far as it will go.

 

Miss K is moving alot more.  Lance has now felt her move a couple times too.  The very first time was right before bed watching a show.  I could feel her moving like crazy and grabbed Lance's hand to have him feel.  I was watching his face to see his reaction.  I could tell when he felt it.  He looked at me and I asked if he felt it.  He replied back, "I think so!?"

 

It was cute.

 

Can't believe my 21 week mark is tomorrow!