Fuzzy Wuzzy Was A......Pregnant Lady?!?

I was fortunate enough to have my third baby shower given to me by all of Nate's aunts this past weekend. I however don't have any pictures, so when I get some I will obviously be posting a blog about that! Thanks so much to everyone who attended and got Lincoln some more great stuff. I especially want to thank Ginger, Lanette, Carolyn and Heidi for hosting and throwing together this great shower. I also want to thank my mother-in-law, or as we would jokingly say to each other my monster-in-law, for addressing all my thank you cards. I am so blessed that I have married into the Roos and Westby families!

With Lincoln's birth less than 4 weeks away, I am so looking forward to meeting him. I am also looking forward to getting my ankles back and for all the awesome extra fuzzy hair that has accompanied me during my pregnancy to go away. Now, before I go into further detail for all you ladies out there looking to get pregnant, let me just say I am soooo happy that all my hair grows in blonde.

At about 4 months, Nate and I were driving in the car and I had my feet on the dashboard. I then peered at my toes and tah dah I had toe hair. Yes, that's right I had hair on all ten of my toe knuckles. I told Nate to look at my feet and said, "Oh my lord, my feet look like hobbit feet. I think I'm going to have to start shaving them." Nate laughed and said, "Oh poor you. Good thing you don't look like Smegal." Thanks honey. The shitty thing about getting toe hair is that you really can't shave it once you hit about 8 months because you can't reach your damn toes.

Luckily for all of you that means you get to see my toe hair in all it's glory! It really used to bother me but I don't care because I know that in a few weeks I'll be able to shave it off. I would have Nate do it for me but I have too much stuff running through my head to think about it, and I'm not exactly into co-showering at this point because I'm just too big to co-shower with!

Look right at the edge of my toe = man toes.

When I read the few pregnancy books that I bought they did mention about hair growth on your nipples. Yes people your fucking nipples! That night and for several weeks, I prayed to Jesus that I would not grow hair on my nipples. I know that Jesus probably doesn't care and it's not like he would do anything to stop it because its a completely shallow prayer, but I was desperate and had to try something. I knew that it was a shallow prayer and there was not shot he was going to answer it but I think he did play a cruel joke on me.
Finally at about 5 months, when my boobs had really taken a life of their own I found 3 BLACK nipple hairs. Yes folks, 3 whole nipple hairs. Well I thought to my self, "Shit better pluck these bad boys." I did pluck them and thank the lord they never came back. Yes it hurt, and yes it was totally worth it.
I will not show you a picture of those three hairs because then this blog would become a creepy pregnancy porno site.

The only other interesting place that I grew some fuzzy wuzzies was on my belly. It's all blonde and its like a small little coat for keeping my tummy warm I guess. Its not that bad because it's not like I'm parading around in a bikini at 6+ months pregnant and the only person that sees it is Nathan and he really didn't notice.

I thought I would of been spared of random hair growth but alas, I wasn't. I am hoping though that stretch marks evade me and so far I have been lucky. Let's hope Lincoln is born at like 38-39 weeks so my skin doesn't stretch anymore!

Here is your week 37 photo update and I think I look like I'm about to pop. I'm going straight out and there is no way my son has anymore room!

Holy Crap! He is not going to be a small baby!
 I'm betting he hits 8 lbs.

Nate and I are finishing Lincolns nursery this week! I'm hoping by the end of the week I can get a blog going on that!

~Julia