Fifteen

Here we are 15 weeks in and at the end of 2011. The holidays have been cra-zy! I've put of working out because of all the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season. In addition, every time I plan to go to the gym, I find myself so hungry, that I focus more on finding nourishment. Lol. I should really get back on a scheduled meal plan.

In other news, we have come up with a name. Wether the baby is a boy or a girl, we will name him/her Camden. If the baby is a girl, she will be Kamdyn Lase. If A boy, then Camden. The second name for a boy is still undecided. Top picks are: Camden Travis, Camden Rezner...yeah we're not sure yet.

I would like to have a girl so I can have a 'set'. But I'd be happy either way. I just want a pedi/shopping partner ( granted we do get along) and I want kevin to have a 'princess'. However I know, boy or girl, I just want him/her happy and healthy. Anyone want to start placing bets?

Here's my month 4 pic... Went to the beach for R&R with one of my BFs, Tash, who is here on vacation. This was taken at Fujita. Title: "baby bump buoy" lol.

the end of ROUND one!

12 week belly

Here we are at the end of the first trimester!! YAY!

I seriously hope that my mood stabilizes during the next few weeks. I've been finding myself more and more mean. The stuff that comes out of my mouth are snide remarks that I usually keep to myself. I have episodes of 'word vomit' that although relieves stress in numerous situations and brings laughter to those around me, I tend to feel bad. I really am unsure if it is due to my pregnancy, or my new found venture of not really giving a rat's behind of what people think of my opinion. Hmph. Oh well.

Other than that, I started to go back to the gym recently. Funny thing happened the other day. After my cardio session on the tredmil, I proceeded to work on legs. I was at the leg press machine and as I was resting between sets, a little old lady approached me and told me that I should not be there and I should be at home resting. I thanked her for her opinion and walked away.

I've already noticed those "what the hell are you doing here" kinda looks, but I say screw it. I'm here. Belly and all. Deal with it. Shoot me for wanting to be strong and healthy for this baby.