Everybody's Kung Fu Fighting!

Okay, not everyone. But little Monkey Boy has been on a tear the last two days. Seriously. Sometimes I'm literally in physical pain. Usually I get a few hours of peace while he's sleeping. But yesterday and today it's been nonstop. He's been awake since about 4:30 this morning practicing karate or tae bo or something in there. He hasn't sat still for a moment!

Hmm. Maybe it's the chocolate cake I ate for breakfast? But it was such a tiny sliver! And I did eat an egg-white omelet before that, so somehow that has to even out right?

For you mommas out there, is it normal for a kiddo to be THIS active in the 7th month? If a fist pops out of my belly button should I be alarmed? Can I just poke it back in like an outie belly button? Maybe he's getting annoyed with all the Braxton Hicks action. Squish, squish, squish.

I keep imagining that Star Wars scene where Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, Chewbacca, and Han Solo are stuck in that trash incinerator that's squishing them. I know he thinks I'm the one behind the squishing and he's just getting me back!

Anyone have any ideas on how I can inform Monkey Boy that I have no control over Braxton Hicks? Or any good ideas for a safe sedative to settle him down?

I'm kidding people, I'm kidding! :-D

Maybe.

Everyone have a great weekend! Hubs and I are off on a mini-honeymoon for a few days. Our last trip before MB's arrival and while I can still get around without feeling like too much of a cow in 100 degree Texas weather. But Sweet Husband's still making me wear a maternity bathing suit* for a portion of this trip, so don't even think of asking for pictures when I return!

* Now there's one of those things that you mothers never warn us first-timers about, like constipation and incessant heartburn. Thanks for letting me know about how fun maternity bathing suit shopping is! I'll remember this I promise. Someday when your toddler gets an anonymous gift of a drum kit or a tuba for his birthday, I knows nothing. Nothing.

A Prayer Request

I hate to bring such trivial things to pray over here on this blog. But I'm on my knees right now. Literally!!! :-(

For the last two days, I seem to have some type of stomach virus along with a pretty bad cold. I don't have a fever, but I'm having a hard time keeping food down or in me once it IS down. I'm pretty sure it's not the return of morning sickness as I've been free of that for several weeks now. Mix that with stuffy head, running nose, watery eyes. Bleh. So, of course, I worry about whatever this is affecting the baby. Every little symptom makes me consider the absolute worse case scenario and outcome. My doc just seems to think it's a tummy virus and to wait it out another day or so while attempting to stay hydrated.

On top of this, my sister-in-law is in town with her three babies and there is the annual W family reunion this weekend, with about 25 people coming in from all over. I'm so disappointed, because right now, it doesn't look like I'm going to make it.

So please pray for two things: that I get better and this virus not affect little Monkey Boy at all; and that my spirits just have a peace about missing this special weekend.

I know. There are many more important people and issues to pray over, but I'd sure love it if you didn't mind fitting in one or two little ones for me. :-)