Pregnant and Sick of it.

I know that some people just love growing human beings and sacrificing their body's to do this thing that everyone just thinks is so beautiful and magical, but I am not that person, I love to run, workout, exercise, chase my 2 year old through a McDonald's jungle gym so we can go home, etc. But i can no longer do any of these things to make myself feel better i have been walking 2 miles (sometimes less because walking is very boring to me). I love being in shape and feeling good about myself, and it's just hard for me to get um...fat. My first child Ryder is 2 (since July 9) he is into everything, he never wants to be still, he is always wanting to go outside and do something (which I normally love to do also), he is the meanest child i have ever met, he's sweet to me and I love him with all my heart and i just think that he is God's gift to this earth, but he is just hateful to animals or other children, anything and everything he touches he destroys if he doesn't it's because the object can not be broken. I am so ready for these next 6 weeks to come and go so I can get out of bed without feeling like I just ran a marathon, take my 2 year old up the slide at Kid's Rule without someone yelling "maam please be careful!" drawing attention to the huge whale going up a blow up slide, or just go run a couple miles without peeing on myself... Ughh!






                                        Just a few pics of my favorite little boy in the world!