17 Weeks and Still No Time

Wowza, I am so behind on blogs it's not even funny. I don't know what's going on in all of your lovely lives.

I am really trying to keep up, I just can't find the time! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's driving me nutso! I really don't know how I ever had the time before, but hoping that some day I will have the time to commit to my blog again. Praying that work slows down soon!

Anywho, a quick update on a few random things:

This human being growing inside my belly
I promise to get better about posting pics of my expanding belly. I'm 17 weeks today and feel as if I'm growing faster than ever. Boy, I am so not ready for my body to change...mainly for my ass to get fat, my clothes not to fit and my husband to not think I'm hot anymore. Don't get me wrong, pregnancy is a beautiful thing and I couldn't be more excited for the little bambino to come, but I would be lying if I didn't question these things.

Here I am at 15 weeks:

And 16 weeks...

Some outfits definitely make the belly appear larger. I feel like these are two of those:)

If you're wondering, I haven't purchased any maternity clothes yet, just the "Belly Band", which allows me to wear my normal pants unbuttoned. The band holds them up and keeps them from falling off. None of my pants can be buttoned anymore:(

Source

My lush of a husband
I think Brian is reverting back to his college days. Seriously, it's like, "Krista gets prego and I get a perma DD." He's actually said this very statement before. While I love driving the three of us around (yes, three, I'm trying to get used to saying three rather than two:), I don't think I was fully prepared for how he really has been taking advantage of the whole pregnancy thing -- going out with the boys and not coming home. I will so get him back one of these days.

Two weekends ago, the hubs went on the annual float trip sans Krista. See a pattern here...Brian and more drinking. I didn't know how I would be feeling, and sleeping in a tent just didn't seem ideal to me, so I opted to stay home. Anyways, I was sad to miss good times with great people, but I'm pretty sure Brian did enough drinking for the three of us, yes I included baby since he or she can't drink either.

BRGR
We had dinner with my uncle and cousin last week and tried BRGR in Prairie Village. A modern burger joint with a comfortable atmosphere. I have heard great things about this place and how it is similar to Blanc. I love me some Blanc, so I had high hopes.

I had the turkey burger, what I also order at Blanc, and I thought Blanc's was better. However, the fried pickles and zucchini strings were to die for! Brian ordered the Road House and really enjoyed it. I'd definitely recommend this place.

Ok, enough about the food, let's talk about the strange bathrooms. As I was entering the bathroom, I immediately turned around and walked out when I saw a dude washing his hands at the sink. Then, I realized it was a unisex bathroom. I was so confused! Has anyone ever seen this before? I sure hadn't and it was very strange to me. A guy entering as I was washing my hands did the exact same thing.

Two stalls for girls, two stalls for guys

The women's stall had a cute changing station:) 

Strange Dreams
I have been having the strangest dreams since being pregnant, I have no idea why this is happening, but it is so bizarre.

Last night's dream included Molly (the runner up on this season's of America's Next Top Model - yes I'm guilty of watching), but she wasn't normal in my dream. She was a crazy person and kept stalking me and Brian. She chased me around the grocery store and then broke into our house. This doesn't sound that strange, but it was freakin' weird, especially since the finale of this show was weeks ago so I can't believe I was thinking about it when I fell asleep.

Another dream, last week, Brian and I were on the verge of getting a divorce. At one point, there was a fat girl that he was cheating on me with, but then all of a sudden she changed to a hot girl. Anyways, this girl was his girlfriend and he expected me to just be ok with it. Well, obviously I wasn't and was trying to get him to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Anyways, I wanted to work it out (without the girlfriend in the picture of course), he wanted to have his cake and eat it too. I didn't like the dream at all but it was a little more tolerable when the cake was fat and not hot. So, as we were talking about our situation, I was pretty much begging him to stay and work it out. All he said was, "Nope, I want a divorce, peace out."

Brian now thinks it's funny to throw in the words "Peace Out" when we are saying bye to each other.