Duffy Adventures w/ Baby Lanz

Lanz. He continues to make his presence known by the constant kicking I feel morning, noon and night. Approaching 33 weeks on Friday, I feel this little dude is crammed in there so tight, he's fighting (kickboxing style) his way out. Hip and back pains have started to set in again, but I can't help but smile through the jabs, knowing that in 7 weeks, we are gonna meet Lanz Andrew. (I won't go more than a week over, so 8 MAX).

I had my 2nd shower this weekend, well, Baby Bash, thrown by my mom and sister Niki. There was a huge turn out of family and friends and it was so fun. Great food, drinks, music, beautiful gifts- a celebration of a new life that is about to begin. Drew was able to fly home (it was his weekend to be home, coincidentally) which was great. It went way too fast, I won't lie. But I really tried to savor each moment we had together as it's such a special time/new chapter for us both. Saying good bye on Monday morning was so tough, not just because I won't see him for two weeks, but the timing of it all. I say this every single time I write a post, but thank GOD for skype! We log on and see eachother every night, so it's fun!

I feel I have to multi-task to the ninth degree with Drew gone---make my list and check off one "things to do for the baby" task each day. Like returning multiples from my gift registry, tracking what we still need, etc. In addition to that, man, you never really realize all the help your spouse gives you until they are MIA and you have to do it ALL! LOL. All the work Drew does with the house, the yard, the dogs, the bills--I want to yell, COME BACK MASTER Drew! I laugh, cause some days I just straight up decide certain things aren't gonna get done. And they don't. I am still working out 5 days a week, but today, while working my fitness on the eliptical---somewhere near minute 2o, I felt some pains in the lower belly. Yeah, things are getting a little more uncomfortable, but I guess, with 7 weeks left to go, I might have to slow down a bit and just walk & do weights. LOL. For those of you that know me well, there was a time last year I was working out 4 hours a day doing cycling, kickboxing, etc. I miss my hardcore workouts, but I know it's all for a good reason. I am happy to have stayed so active for so long--it's been my saving grace. I've also started a mother's legacy book- writing in it a few pages a day and it's been fun so far. Drew is also working on a father's legacy book-something we can pass along to Lanz as he grows up, etc.

So, I have this friend who isn't prego yet nor does she have kids, say, "Being prego is like a prison sentence, seriously." She was joking around and made some great points about no alcohol, coffee, sushi, etc. I had to laugh, cause in a way, I felt that before I was pregnant too and I won't lie, at times during this whole new "chapter" in my life. But something beautiful happens to your spirit along the way. I can feel my priorities start to shift/change. Dont' get me wrong, I am counting down the days till I get a full glass of wine again, oh how I miss thee---but there is something to be said about growing a life inside of you. What a miracle to feel him moving around and kicking. Everyone said it's how I would feel, but until you go through it, it's not yet your own reality.

I plan to take a belly pic next time Drew is home on May 7. I will also post some pics from the most recent baby bash, once I get them from the family. However, the rock show pics show the belly at month 7, so not too long ago. I will say though, the belly is protruding even more than it was at 7 months now at 8 months. Drew said it looks like a prostetic. LOL.

Stay tuned for more Duffy Adventures w/ Baby Lanz....