Nothing really new, but...

So, I know it's been a while since we've posted anything.  I knew I wouldn't be any good at keeping this updated.  Not much has been going on lately.  I still haven't noticed many changes with the pregnancy.  Although,  my pants are starting to fit a little too tight.  I'm not sure how much weight I have gained, but my pooch is becoming a little more visible.  It is becoming more difficult to sleep comfortably.  According to my baby books, this is the last week that I should be sleeping on my back.  So, I have been trying to get used to sleeping on my side which is only comfortable for so long before I go numb.  Not to mention, it is quite a pain to keeping getting up through the night to pee.  I've realized that it doesn't even matter if I stop drinking fluids several hours before bedtime.  I constantly have to go.  And even after I've gone, I still feel like I have to go.  It's a bit annoying.  But enough about me...

I wish I had some pictures to post of the exciting events from Father's Day.  Matt and I went to his parents house for lunch and had Jack Pyrtles chicken...yummy.  That could be my new favorite food.  After spending some time with his dad, we came back to the house to start preparing dinner for my dad and the family.  Matt cooked beer brats.  They were awesome! By the way, the alcohol is cooked out of them, so I was not consuming any of that.  After dinner we played a little badmitten (not sure how to spell that).  Then we all joined in playing the Wii Fitness.  That was a blast for the whole family.  You can go to my parents' blogpage to view the videos.  I hope our fathers and the father-to-be had a wonderful Father's Day!

Matt turned 27 on the 19th.  We both took off work that day and just enjoyed spending some quality time together.  The next night we went to dinner with some close friends.  Thank you to those that joined us.  We had a great dinner, with great conversation, and great company.  On Saturday, we visited with Matt's family and celebrated Madeline's 10th birthday.  She is our oldest niece.  I can't believe how much she has grown.  She was only 3 when Matt and I met.  All of our nieces are so excited about us having a baby.  They want it to be a boy.  They even tried to help us come up with some names.  Some of them might be good candidates.

Well, luckily this week is going by quickly.  We get to go to the Dr. on Thursday.  I can't wait to hear the heartbeat again.  Not on this visit, but on our next, we will find out what we are having.  It is very exciting.  We'll keep you updated.

Oh, by the way, our baby is a softball this week.  (That's not quite as fun as saying I have a lime in my grapefruit, though)

MATT'S PERSPECTIVE ON THINGS

Now that my wife has informed me that we are part of the blogging community, I have decided I would attempt to entertain  the masses with my unique view on things.  For those who have not had the pleasure of getting to know me very well you will find that I usually have a pretty strong opinion on issues that directly influence me and my wife.  For those who know me well it should come as no surprise that I have interjected my opinions on this blog.  With that said, I have a few things to share.

First, I would like to formally thank the Good Lord that he chose to make me a dude.  After reading three different pregnancy books I have come to several conclusions.  The most poignant being that any woman who knows what she will be going through during pregnancy and still wishes to be knocked up, is either insane or has a strong case denial about the effects of growing your own little rug rat.  I have not properly diagnosed which symptom Melissa is showing but I think it might be a little of both.  I'll get back to you with my conclusions.  It's already such a daunting task for her to try to raise and nurture me, I can't see why she would want to add another needy, immature person in her life but it's too late now.  As for my feelings on her disability-er'-pregnancy(j/k)...I have but a couple of feelings that I will share with you guys and they are as follows: Fear, Scaredness, Fright, Worry, Anxiety, Elation, Happiness..........oh yea,  FEAR.  It's not that I am scared for myself,  I have already resigned to the fact that my life is over.  I am scared for my wife and child.  I have nothing but confidence that Melissa might be the second greatest mom in the world, only trailing the wonderful and loving Donna Morris.  I just know that they deserve to have the greatest life and I'm not sure I can give them that, but they are both stuck with me and I will do everything I can to ensure that they at least have what they need in life.  

I might sound like a worry wart but I don't think that I am feeling anything different than any other father worth a damn.  In all seriousness, I have never felt happiness like this before.  I have never felt like I was involved in something so important before.  I have never felt more love for my wife than this before.  I didn't know I had it in me to give but I am learning some new things that are pretty amazing.  As for my personal life, that's none of your business and I would thank you to stay out of my personal affairs.  I just want to communicate that I have never been so happy and scared at the same time.  My hormones have been racing and the cravings are just annoying.  I won't even get into the tenderness of my breasts.  I also just realized that I have included too many "I's" in this blog.  I suppose I need to get acclimated to the fact that it is going to be "we" and "us" from know on.  So, on that note, WE would like to thank OUR family and friends for all the good words and prayers.  WE will be needing you in these next few years and look forward to sharing OUR new life with you.  Peace!!