So I have been meaning to do another post but I have had something to do every night after work for the last 2 weeks. It's been fun and time has been flying by, but that leaves no time for blogging, or for painting the last project in the nursery. So Here are a few pictures of what baby Fogle could possibly look like. I was going through some old pictures and I thought it was fun to look at Andy and my newborn pictures, and try to imagine what our baby may look like. So for your amusement and imaginations....

Andy as a newborn (above)Andy at 3 months (below)

Me as a newborn (above) Me at 3 weeks (below)

One interesting fact about the Fogle's is that both Andy and I were born in the same hospital. We even had the option of having our first child there, but we opted for a hospital with a newer maternity wing.

Guess the Gender

Not much time left and baby Fogle will be here. Now is your chance to guess the gender. I am really curious to hear your thoughts. I haven't had too many people say they know either way.
Just in case it helps you guess:
*the heart rate has been around 140 the whole time.
*I feel like I am carrying in the middle- haven't had many comments about high or low
*My friend Peter Marie and I had the same dream (which is really freaky) The synopsis was there was a group of people like most of our Sunday school class sitting around in a circle type thing, I was also part of this group watching the birth. It did not seem weird in the dream it was like the baby was just born, out of what I'm not sure. I couldn't see the baby though at the final moment when the Dr and everyone around said It's a boy! Then some of the goofy people tried to mix me up and say It's a girl! and since I couldn't see, I didn't know who to believe. It wound up I gave birth to a boy.

I set up a poll on the side for you to vote, but feel free to leave comments too. Even if you are just a lurker, I would love to hear from you!

Flashback Friday

I know it isn't quite Friday yet, but I won't be able to do this post in the morning. I was going through old photos tonight and found this one. It is one of my favorite pictures of Andy. His br0ther actually found it a few years ago when he was going through pictures and noticed a fun detail in the background.

Blog Slacker

Maybe I can chalk that up to pregnancy exhaustion, I still have energy but whenever I sit down at the computer in the evenings my brain turns to mush and I can’t think of anything interesting to write about. I never claimed to be much of a writer.
I did go to Colorado 2 weeks ago to visit my family. It was a good time! It was fun to hang out with them and see everyone especially Rachel and Dad whom I haven't seen since Easter. I got to see my brother play in his first soccer game of the season. Good thing I was there when I was because he will be sidelined for the next 3 weeks due to a broken arm- unrelated to soccer. Yesterday was a big day for them, Ryan got his cast on and Melissa got her braces off. Poor girl has had to wear those for the past 4 ½ years, but she is looking good now! I do wish they lived closer and I enjoyed my short visit with them.

40 Days left and 40 seconds of rambling by me

That is the number of days my baby-gaga ticker says I have left. That seems like such a biblical number, 40 days and nights of rain, 40 years of wandering, Moses on the mountain for 40 days and 40 nights, Jesus fasted for 40 days and nights, and there are 40 weeks of pregnancy. Forty seems to be a period of testing, trial, probation. As I am writing this I am thinking since pain in child birth was God’s curse to women at the Fall of man maybe that is why there are 40 weeks gestation. Or maybe the “pain in child birth” is referring to all the ups and downs joys and heart aches of parenting.
While I certainly hope we don’t have 40 days of rain, I am definitely counting down the days until this little miracle is born.

Already!?

I am so bummed that summer weather is over. I love summertime, the warmth in the air the bright sunshine, even the humidity. I love that you don’t need to pack extra gear, you can just go and be free, I love that it feels good to wear skirts and sundresses. We all have limits and at times it gets a little too hot but overall I love summer. I don’t think there was more than a day or two where I wished it were a bit cooler and this is coming from a pregnant girl. Even on those days I enjoy a few popsicles and a bowl of ice cream to cool me down and all is good. I used to like all seasons, but quite frankly this fall weather is making be a bit grumbly. It signifies that the next 8 months are going to be cold, jackets, coats, hats, gloves, extra junk to haul around, static, shivering, numb fingers, frozen nose and yucky cold, biting cold wind that makes your eyes tear up and your nose run. I was made for the South. The worst part is I woke up freezing and I don’t have a single warm jacket that I can close around me and keep me and my protruding belly warm. Seriously I thought I was supposed to be hot and miserable while pregnant. Aside from the occasional hot flash I am probably the only 8 month pregnant girl who walks through the frozen food section shivering.
Enough grumbling, I will try to get a yummy apple cider or pumpkin candle to burn and turn the heat on.

Laidback Labor Day

The title pretty much sums up our weekend. We worked on the nursery a bit I sorted through the few baby things I have collected over the last few months. Looks like I need to hit some more garage sales, and make a trip to Ikea. Sunday evening we had a church picnic which was fun like always and today we spent the afternoon swimming at some friends pool. So really the name of the holiday should be Labor Free Day. Since after all that is the purpose of the holiday.

I am so excited that I only have to work 2 days this week and then I am off to Colorado to visit my family and some old friends!