Weighty Issues

I'm venting a frustration today, so bear with me and if you like, agree with me and make me feel better about it. :)

I haven't gained much weight with this pregnancy so far; I'm almost 30 weeks along and am apparently measuring a little small but my doctor is keeping the due date the same because he thinks the baby is just little. Little but healthy, that is! Furthermore, since I'm tall and long-waisted, I carry babies vertically so they don't stick out very much.

The comments I've received thus far include
(the first one was from today, prompting this blog):
"There's no way you're in your third trimester! Are you eating anything?"
"You don't really look pregnant, just like you ate a lot for lunch."
"Are you sure that baby is growing properly?"
"I hope you're at least taking vitamins so the baby will be healthy!"
"I hate people like you. Just eat some cookies or something."
-and finally, my personal favorite...
"You look like you just have a really good beer belly."

Are you kidding me? If it's not politically correct to tell someone they need to lose a few pounds, why is it okay to tell them they need to gain a few? And for crying out loud, is it ever okay to say someone's UNBORN CHILD is NOT HEALTHY? I didn't think so. And just for clarification, I'm not like a skinny girl who gets skinny comments on a regular basis. And I do eat cookies. I'm just a mom who happens to hide babies pretty well because of the biomechanical makeup of my uterus for crying out loud, so I wish everyone would just keep their mouths shut!

Thanks for listening. I feel better.

Farewell, Glorious Summer!

I've been out of the loop for the past two weeks because we've been in fabulous South Carolina relaxing and taking advantage of all the lake life has to offer. We originally went to the east coast for my cousin's wedding, but decided to leave a week early and spend some time with my immediate family at a lakehouse owned by a couple of our aunts and uncles. Here are a few of the highlights...


The Lakehouse viewed from the dock. This humble abode was our home for 7 wondrous days of eating, boating, sleeping, taking drives through the mountains, enjoying family, and much more. The house itself sleeps more than 20 people comfortably in 7 bedrooms including 2 master suites, it also has 2 kitchens, gorgeous views of the lake and moutains, a private dock, and all the toys necessary for a water vacation such as a boat, jet skis, and ample swimming gear.


Greg wakeboarded every day (okay, let's be serious, he needed one day of rest after his first day of wakeboarding. He is 30, after all). Okay people, my husband did backflips, 360s, 180s, and got really tan in the process. He was hot the whole time. :)


My 6 1/2 - month pregnant self couldn't do water sports, but did enjoy myself on the boat every day with my boys...

...and my sister, Rachel, who came down with Jared a couple days after we got there.

There was cliff jumping...

and jet skiing...

Noah had a blast on the boat and discovered a pair of un-claimed girly sunglasses.

And of course, there was tubing. All the men (Greg, Jared, and my dad) took turns tubing with our nephews, Skye and Trey. I've never seen such boyish delight on the faces of grown men!

Noah and Wally were especially concerned each time someone jumped from the boat into the lake. Wally was our official "babysitter" the whole time because Noah never got tired of playing with him!

We climbed up this waterfall,

...and swam in the swimming hole (I'll spare you the picture of me in the water in my maternity suit that floated up over my belly and almost to my boobs).

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At week's end, we sadly bid farewell to the lake and headed up north to Charlotte to attend my cousin's wedding.

The Ladies: Carol (my stepmom), me, Rachel, and Andrea (my sister-in-law).


The Men: Rich (my brother), Greg, and Jared in the back with Noah, and my two nephews in the front.

Aside from having to stand in the back of the church during the wedding because Noah noticed that his PawPaw was up front and kept trying to get his attention (my dad officiated the ceremony), we had a great time. :) It was a gorgeous multicultural wedding; the bride is from here, the groom is from Spain, and the vows were in both languages. We did have a babysitter during the reception however, and were able to dance the night away!

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Well that's the scoop, and such a memorable way to cap off our summer! No more vacations to look forward to for a while now, because I'll officially be in my 3rd trimester next week. All hail the coming maternity leave...