I'm just the oven...

According to my wonderful baby daddy I am just the oven... He's so sweet, right?

Kyle came down this weekend and got to see the baby bump...he's saying all the right things like I am beautiful and I'm pregnant, not fat...but somehow that does not make me feel any better and I still want to put him through hell cause he did this to me. And I am, poor thing. He's great though, puting up with me isn't easy. He goes to get me push ups at 11 and then goes again at 2 to get me jack in the box...is he really helping me or just contributing to my fatness???

He's right, I am going to be as big as an oven.

I think I might keep it down...

We're in our 11th week and I think I can finally keep my food down, knock on wood. And some time between Saturday and today this little bump decided to join me. I'm not to sure how I feel about it really, I mean I had to wear gouchy pants to work today. I guess I better get used to not fitting into my size 2 jeans, or my super fun tops. Kyle and I just got a new truck...yes, it's our 'family' car. Crazy to even say really! He should be here with me full time soon...If he knows what best for him. hehe. Our next doctors appointment is Nov. 2nd so there'll be more updates soon!

P.s.

Don't worry Lanae, I'm not on my way to full on belly shots.