Week 22

I am officially past the half way point. Lil'G has definitely started moving around quite a bit. It is a lot of fun to feel her kick. Curtis can't wait till he can watch her leg go across my tummy. That probably won't be for a while because right now it's hard for others to feel all her movement.

So Em asked her Kindergartners what I should name the baby and they gave some great suggestions such as; beauty, flower, Junie B. Jones, and little chihuahua. I thought it was pretty funny. My visiting teachers suggested I start giving Curtis some terrible ideas, then maybe he will go back to the ones I really like and think that they sound pretty good.

I got to watch the Relief Society broadcast last night. It was so good. We have such an amazing prophet. It was kind of funny because I cried...sorry, bawled... through the entire first song. Curtis was asking me if I was ok and why I was crying. I told him I thought it was because of the beautiful music. Who cries like a baby because of some women singing a song? I don't know what it is about music, but it makes me cry. We had the primary program today and as soon as the kids started singing, I cried. I sure did enjoy the program though today.

Well, bed time for me even though I took two naps today. Take normal Armstrong tired and multiply it by at least 2 (some days 5) and that is my pregnant tired. I think it was this Thursday I got home, took a two hour nap on the love sack and when I woke up, I was too tired to even move my body. I texted Curtis and told him I couldn't bring him dinner because I couldn't move. I felt so bad about not bringing him dinner, that I just laid there and cried. I sure hope this emotional stage goes away once the baby comes or I am doomed.

PS- One of these days I will post a fat picture of me. We haven't taken one for a few weeks now and I seem to grow at a very rapid rate. We will get a new one up soon.