Peeking Through My Belly Button

I was up in NY over the weekend to celebrate my niece's 3rd birthday. She is such a cutie pie -- just the sweetest little girl you could ever imagine with her big blue eyes and blonde hair. Well, she was acting a little silly at the table one afternoon, trying to get her Aunt Zoomy's (me) attention, so I decided to tell her a little fib. I told her that Baby Billups was looking out through my belly button, so that she had to be on her best behavior so she could set a good example for her baby cousin. She looked at me with wide eyes and said, "REALLY? Baby Billups can see me?". I said "Yup!" and we went on with our meal. Well, later in the day, Ellie was on the potty and asked if when she was done, if she could look at Baby Billups. I was a little confused, but then she got up, walked over to my belly, lifted my shirt, and put her eye up to my belly button! She said it was too dark in there to see anything. : ) Gosh, I love that little girl! She really makes me laugh.

The Maternity Fashion Gods are Smiling! UPDATE

So, my prego skinny jeans arrived last week. And I must say -- they are FABULOUS! It was the first time in months that I felt like myself, instead of some elastic-waisted "fashion don't", constantly waiting for the Fashion Police to jump out and take me into custody at any moment. I also like that the jeans have the full-coverage maternity band. They definitely feel more secure, and slide around less. I recommend these jeans 110%! Here is the link again: http://www.target.com/Liz-Lange-Skinny-Denim-Lena/dp/B001VG0NG8/qid=1248617108/ref=br_1_5/191-9536863-0601111?ie=UTF8&node=391695011&frombrowse=1&rh=&page=1

They are only $32.99 on the Target website. Can't beat it!

Pooped

I thought I was supposed to get my energy back in the second trimester? So far, so such luck. I am pooped! I think this is the first time in my life I've really S-L-O-W-E-D down. Of course my mind is still racing with everythign I need to do before Baby B gets here -- but other than that, I've been forced to bring everything else down a notch or two. It's actually kind of nice to know I am carrying out a much larger purpose -- bringing a beautiful human life into the world -- than the more mundane things I used to get whipped up about. On the radio the other day, they played a parody song that sang, "Prgenant Women are Smug". It was all about how once women become pregnant, other things don't matter as much. I hate to admit it, but its kind of true. Am I smug? Maybe. But I feel blessed to have such a miracle growing inside me. And if it means slowing down to rest and create the healthiest baby possible, then that's jsut what I am going to do.