Under construction...

My mom came to visit last week and helped us paint the nursery along with the upstairs and downstairs hallways. She also helped put together some neat pictures for the room.
Since our camera died, and I'm too lazy to go downstairs and figure out where my husband put the batteries, undoubtedly somewhere high up where I can't reach anyway, I'm going to post the pictures my mom sent me of the nursery.
Thanks, mom, for all your hard work! I hope the half bucket of paint you dumped in your shoes came out in the washer.

We still need something to hang on the far wall of the nursery that you can't see in the picture. I'm debating on putting her name in wooden letters on that wall, but I'm just not sure yet. We still have time, and a few more things to purchase for the room.

By popular demand...

I'm posting a belly shot. I had to crop the heck out of it b/c my husband's photography skills need some work. He usually isn't allowed to take pictures because he refuses to use the zoom, and we end up with pictures where you can't tell what the focal point is, (I kid, I kid!).

I'm 22 weeks in this photo. I'm starting to feel big, and noticing I'm out of breath more easily. I'd be okay with my size if it weren't for my co-workers. I would think women who have had babies in the past would know that the only acceptable things to say are, "You look good" or "Your pregnant stomach is cute." NOT-acceptable things to say, "The Doctor said there's only one in there, right? You look like you're having twins." Do you think HR would really reprimand me if I punched her in the face? (Again, I kid...well, sort of)

Also, here's a link to the bedding we bought for the nursery.

Ready, set, action!

We're in the market for a camcorder. The last one I used was my parent's. You inserted the full size VHS tape into it. Oh, the joys of seeing me go through the awkward early teen years.
I'm thinking relatively easy to use is a necessity for this purchase.
Any one have any recommendations?

The results are in...

We're having a girl! My due date is right on schedule...Sept. 7th.

Thanks for all who voted on the poll. But, seriously, who voted twins? Geesh.

Rock the Vote

You have until next Tuesday, April 14th to vote on the poll to the right of this post. Is it a boy, girl or twins? I'll post the results Tuesday evening.

Now, does anyone have a Finnish baby book of names laying around we could borrow? Thanks.

Belly shot

Okay, so I missed taking a picture of the ever expanding stomach during my first trimester. Sorry, I was busy eating every two hours to avoid throwing up and running to the bathroom because the baby did voodoo on my bladder and shrunk it to the size of a grape.

I feel blessed I didn't have much morning sickness. I felt like I had a light hangover most of the time, but without the tequila, table dancing, and late night pizza run the night before.

Here's a picture from today. I'm 16 weeks. This picture was taken at 7:30pm and yes, I'm in my pajamas.
If another one of my co-workers makes a comment about how I'm showing so much or maybe I'm having twins, I will cry and eat my feelings in a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream. I'm 5'3" where exactly is this weight supposed to go?

The second trimester is off to a good start. Feeling good, but tire easily. I'm still going to the gym and even vegetables sound good to eat again.

We went for a leisurely stroll around the neighborhood with the pups today. Noki threw up the treat she gave her earlier and ate it and C.J. pooped on his leash. I guess this is good training for the future, right?

Big news!

The Full Montti(nen) house is about to get fuller. No, not another 4 legged fur baby, but a real, actual baby! That's right...we're pregnant and due in early September.
I'm turning the corner on the mild morning sickness/nausea, and slowly getting my energy back.
I'm guessing I'll be showing early and be huge considering my jeans no longer fit and my work pants are quickly becoming too small, and I'm barely out of my first trimester.
I'll post pictures of the expanding belly once I find our camera.