Another Week Down!!

26 Weeks

So Dave just got back from a training over in Denver, CO and he was only gone a couple days, but honestly... it seemed like a week. He has to be around he co-worker who I would probably like if it wasn't for how he acts... Just between me and Dave I call him Douchey McDoucherson. Like I said... I don't like him very much. First of all... he's married, and fooling around on his wife of 5 years. On top of his promiscuous ways he is trying to get his wife pregnant. I don't know that I could dislike a man that I personally know more right now... Worst part is that if Dave hadn't told him no way ahead of time, Douchey McDoucherson would have expected Dave to go along w/ helping him cheat on his wife, but thankfully I married an honest man and he's not comfortable w/ his actions either, and won't support him.

Also Dave has been sharing his homemade meals w/ Douchey McDoucherson and he absolutely loves them. Now he wants me and his wife to be friends... This makes me laugh... like a lot. Because Dave even told him that the last thing he wants is for me and her to be friends because if she was to EVER ask me about his fornicating I wouldn't lie. And I wouldn't be one to mince words either. So there for I would not only tell her the truth, but I would also tell her to get rid of Douchey McDoucherson, and go find a man worth fighting for because this dude aint him. Dave gets to spend another 3 days w/ him in Rock Springs for more training... and listen to him complain about his wife, and also about his shenanigans. Poor Dave.

So I've reached 26 weeks!! 2 More weeks until I'm in the 3rd trimester!!! Some websites say I'm already in the 3rd trimester, but most places I have read I have 2 more weeks. Which I'm ok with. She is kicking around like crazy too!! Saturday night was the hardest I've felt her kick yet. I was sitting on the couch and felt her moving around a little so I placed my hand on the spot where she was kicking, and then she stopped. So I took my hand away, and she started kicking again. So I put my hand back, and she stopped again... So this time I left my hand there, and she kicked SO hard it popped my hand up. She did that TWICE! I have to say, it is probably the best feeling.

She's starting to wake me up at night w/ her kicking. I love it though because it reminds me of the blessing and miracle that my body is creating, and in about 12 weeks (give or take) we will have a beautiful baby girl named Piper, and I am excited to meet her!!