23 Weeks

Here we are at 23 weeks.  I can't find an official picture from 23 weeks with Luke - we were in the midst of moving from our loft on Aberdeen to the house on Erie.  I remember taking this picture the last night we were in our place and posting it on Facebook. I also remember thinking that I had officially "popped" in this picture with a true belly.  I've felt that way for awhile now with this one but like I've said before, it's quite a bit softer this time around.  :-)

Still feeling pretty good and normal, although my restless leg stuff is back.  It's really just exhausting at night because I feel like I have to flex my feet or move them constantly.  Once I'm asleep it's all good and thankfully I haven't had a hard time falling asleep.  I think I'm halfway there before I even make it under the sheets.  Mike works wonders on my feet and legs though and I can not express just how much I LOVE HIM for that (and lots of other things too, but I digress...).  Last night I pretty much wanted to cut off my feet and he rubbed them down so that I could actually relax and fall asleep.

Bubby's days are getting a little better at school.  Still crying and sad to stay, but he is coming home more and more happy each day which makes us feel infinitely better.  Yesterday he was like my normal sweet boy when he got home - so lovey and happy.  And just talking up a storm.  I just wish we could get over the morning sadness - yesterday he came into our room at 5:15 and the first words out of his mouth were "no school".  Today Daddy was talking about how fun today would be at school because Thursday's are "Wet & Wacky Day" and they get to play in water and sprinklers but all Bubby said was "home".

I hate seeing him so sad in the mornings but I have to believe it will keep getting better and better.  And maybe it's my hormones going crazy, but half the time I feel like crying when I leave not only because I'm sad for Luke, but because I'm already sad for this new baby who will have to go through the same thing in 2 years.  (Yes, I realize I'm nuts.)

We start swimming lessons on Saturday at the Y.  Crossing my fingers we can get through a whole lesson.  Bubby is SO stubborn these days about things he does and doesn't want to do that it could be a rough 30 minutes.  I'm not above bribing him if he'll do it though - his recent fave is blue suckers.

Can't you just see how much of a stinker he can be?