Six Months!

25 Weeks 

This past week was a big one! Six months down, four more to go! This week Conner's brother Preston got married and we took a beach trip with his family the day after. It was way fun. Wearing a bathing suit on the other hand... not so fun. I am starting to really get big 

(this picture does it no justice.) This one shows it a little more... 

But back to the six month mark... 

 Baby boy is still moving a ton, but he is mainly kicking my bladder so it is hard for other people to feel him. His kicks are now jolts of power and scare me a little bit.  

My belly button is now completely flattened out. Weirdest looking thing ever.  

My cravings are BWW mild boneless buffalo wings and pop-tarts. YUM

Along with the sweet tooth I have officially started gaining weight. -___- this one was kind of unavoidable, but it is still disappointing. 

Liam LOVES Conner and is definitely a man's man. Everytime he is around Conner or men in general he starts moving a lot. I think he likes their deeper voices. 

My minty throat feeling has been back the whole past week. At this point I WISH it was heartburn. At least Tums solves that problem. 

Breathing is a arduous task that is extremely difficult after meals and pretty much every other activity.

It is now starting to get difficult to move around and get up from the couch.. 

I LOVE feeling him move and the kicks are only getting more frequent and stronger which is exciting. 

We have our nursery decorations (Thanks Lisa!) and I can not wait to put the crib up and get it all squared away!! 

Maternity clothes are mandatory at this point. Luckily my mom and mother in law got me SUPER cute maternity clothes for Christmas so I am excited to get to wear them with my new huge belly. 

My mood is still pretty positive and I am definitely feeling the nurturing mother instincts coming on. Conner is definitely benefiting from this. Since I stopped working and we moved down the hill I have had nothing to focus on besides him. Smothering doesn't even begin to cover it. He has always been the cuddly, mushy one but now that I am being mushy and cuddly he is a little concerned that his wife has been abducted. I am hoping that this mood lasts after the baby comes or else he might feel neglected after being spoiled so much.