More baseball pictures

Baseball family

Coach always enjoys when I pass him up. My protruding belly button helped put me over the edge a few months ago. Looking good Coach!

Amelia insisted Andrew sit on home plate with her.

Running the bases with Grandma

Good looking pitching coach!

More sun!

Amelia loves sunny baseball games. She likes cheering, people watching and mooching snacks during the game, but mostly she loves getting to go on the field and see dad when it's over. She will hold on to his hand and run anywhere and everywhere he goes as he finishes business.

Walking to the bull pen

Running the bases

Doing something serious and important

And, of course, she likes sitting in the dugout eating left over team snacks...handfuls at a time...

And playing with other little friends on the field when dad is busy.

Amelia is pretty excited these days that some of her favorite friends moved in down the street. She is in love with all 3 members of the Phelps' family and asks for them all by name - all day long.

She pretty much thinks Dan is the best thing since strawberry yogurt, and after a few minutes of soccer, hide-n-go-seek, peek-a-boo and chase, you can certainly see why :)

I feel like this picture should have a bubble coming out of Drew's mouth saying: "Wow, she is such a spas." Yeah, pretty much she is. Lots of running, yelling, screaming, spinning, twirling, climbing, dancing, jabbering and demanding whenever Amelia's around. We're so glad Drew tolerates it!

And this one should have Drew saying: "Wait for it...wait for it..." He knows by now that any second of calm is always followed by a fury of spas-iness.

Luckily we have so many sweet moments to make up for all the chaos!

A few sunny moments with dad

Spring in Eugene is beautiful. Everything is gorgeously green and the trees and flowers are in full and magnificent bloom. Unfortunately this means they are receiving plenty of water...also known as r-a-i-n. Luckily Andrew happened to be home for a few sunny moments the other day to spend with Amelia.

Here they are walking down the street to get a better look at the garbage truck in response to Amelia's screeching, pointing, yelling and dancing pleas. Ahh, the excitement in our life.

Enjoying the warmth on the porch with some sidewalk chalk. I am very excited Amelia is old enough to draw with chalk this year instead of eat it.

In other exciting news, I finally learned how to knit! My friend Oriane taught me how to make a little scarf for Amelia and I am very pleased to have finished it today! It is a quick and easy project which makes it very fulfilling in my book. Good for instant gratification. I'm pretty excited about it.

Awesome pregnancy comment of the week (33 weeks):
"I was half the size you are now when I had my son."

Yup. That was a sweet one.

Feeling Very Pregnant

I feel like people were better at observing appropriate pregnancy etiquette during my last pregnancy. Everyone seemed to be encouraging, thoughtful and positive. This time around, however, people are much more, shall we say, blunt. Or maybe, just maybe, they are being encouraging, thoughtful and positive and I just look a whole lot worse! Here are some of the comments and reactions I get on a regular basis:

- Wow! It looks like you've doubled in size since I last saw you! (It had been 1 week)
- Laughing and shaking head in disbelief. (Oh, yes, this happened today at work. Awesome, thanks.)
- You must be due any day now. (I had 2.5 months left, not exactly "any day now")

So, bottom line is I am feeling sorry for myself. Poor me. If you want to make me feel better, you can bring me a plate of cookies. I'll show you double in size in 1 week...

Sitting here at almost 33 weeks, I actually get kind of claustrophobic and feel like I might hyperventilate when I think about all the next month and a half entails. I am going to be getting bigger and bigger and more and more uncomfortable and there is nothing I can do to stop it, slow it down, or alleviate it! Ahhhhhh, somebody help! I have felt nauseous 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for the past 7.5 months and I still have 1.5 ahead! Cheerios give me heartburn. I am starting to grow out of my mid-pregnancy clothes and if I am not ultra diligent, my shirts pop up to expose the underside of my belly. I can't see it, but Amelia never misses a chance to point it out since it's pretty much all she can see when she looks up at me. And it had better warm up soon because I only have a few more millimeters until my coat doesn't fit.

Dont' get me wrong, when I actually stop to remind myself that in fact, I am not chronically ill, I am pregnant, it is all very exciting. When I remember that all this discomfort, growth and change means there is a very special little boy growing and developing inside of me, I am thrilled, giddy, anxious and excited. Sometimes, however, I forget to focus on this part and "pregnant lady-itis" takes over and I feel like I'm going to be pregnant and uncomfortable forever!

In all fairness to the comments I have been receiving, even though my weight gain has been almost identical so far, I do look a lot bigger this time around.

Here I am at 31 weeks with baby boy:

And here is 30 weeks with Amelia

38 weeks with Amelia

Ha, and no I don't wear this outfit every day when I am pregnant, I just remembered that I wore it last time and thought for a better comparison I should wear it again (although I was a week late in remembering...). But, if you want to feel sorry for me and send me some cute maternity clothes, I won't be offended.

And here's that little baby bump now. Hard to believe!

Eating "buburry" to her heart's content.