I know the feeling, kid

My mom said I acted just like this after I had my wisdom teeth pulled a few years ago. I hope this makes you laugh as hard as it made me laugh. Man, what would I do without YouTube. (Remember, we don't have cable.)

KID AFTER THE DENTIST

Can you believe 12 million people have watched this? No wonder we all get nothing done at work.

I need your opinions!

I haven't written a new post in a while partly because the only things I think about (having a baby and The Bachelor) I've already blogged about. And if I blog about them again, well then you'll really know that is all I think about. However, something that I should be thinking about MORE is what I am going to name this child. I was hoping you could help with my dillema. Dave only likes one name. Kai. That's it. Well, I guess he likes a few others, but this is really his one and only top 10 list. The issue is this - I love the name also, but I want to make it a little longer, like perhaps Kyler. We would still call him Ky. But then, he would be Ky, not Kai. I keep getting comments like "You can't name him K-Y. Because, you know, you just can't name him after THAT!." Well, I'm not naming him AFTER that, come on now. But it's not like his name is the two letters, you would still pronounce it like the Hawaiian name, Kai. So, should I - a. Name him Kyler, call him Ky, and not care about the fact that the two letters in his name just happen to resemble the stuff that...well you know... b. Name him Kai, get over the whole longer name thing and just embrace my inner Poly or c. pick a new name. Too many K names in the fam anyway. What do you think?

P.S. My dad's vote is Tex or Dick based on the Ultra Sound photos. Now can you see why I'm having to outsource for opinions?

Top 10 List

Here's my top 10 favorite things about being pregnant. See if you can figure out which are legit and which are facetious. Go ahead and make a little game out of it for yourself.

Here we go.

10. Getting to buy new clothes...and Dave doesn't even think its useless.

9. So much positive attention, everyone is so kind.
8. Having to go to tbe bathroom on every commercial break instead of just between each tv program.


7. Feeling him move inside me and wondering if he'll be as great of a aqua-aerobic dancer as I fear he will be.

6. Hemmeroids. Need I say more?
5. Having the blessed opportunity of straddling a pillow each night just to even get semi-comfortable.
4. Getting to pee in a cup more that one should ever have to in a lifetime.
3. Not feeling guilty at all when I am eating all day.


2. Feeling like I am finally a part of this special club that all mothers are in and I never was cool enough to be a part of.

...and my number one favorite thing about being prenant is...

1. Having absolutely bizzare and vivid dreams each and every night. Recently I've made out with an Apache, had my house wall knocked down by Dave's cousin's SUV and had Dave leave our date night to go do math homework with David Archuletta because he is "a numbers guy"...that's what Dave told me in my dream anyway. Sheesh.