gaining weight

so, as my husband groans over the extra ten pounds he's gained since we married two years ago, i am facing the scale at 23 lbs past my pre-pregnancy weight.

poor j.

i guess i don't know if 23 lbs is okay.

we're at 30 weeks today. they say you should gain between 25 and 35. with ten weeks to go, i have no idea where that will put me.

we went to nebraska. my first experience with swollen ankles. spent my first baby shower with my feet up.

i loved nebraska. loved the people.

i went grocery shopping tonight for the first time in what seems to be forever. the trip to nebraska combined with a lot of birthdays and anniversaries has had us out of the house for much of the past month.

something i hate is throwing out spoiled food that should have been eaten. i have to get better about cooking meals at home.

a new oven would help. my stove is possessed by a fire-breathing dragon. the outside of the oven gets so hot that i'm terrified our baby girl will burn herself when she starts to crawl and walk. i'm hoping that fact will convince my landlord to buy us a new stove. it's bad enough that when i set the dial to 450 degrees it continues to climb till the temperature is almost 600. but i couldn't bear it if a sweet little girl got burned.

my sweet little girl kicks a lot. i try to communicate love to her with my voice and touch. sometimes i tap my belly lightly and she'll kick back. i love her kicks.

j. gets so excited over any movement he sees or feels. the other night at dinner he said "maybe we can have three."

i think we're both enjoying this pregnancy.

despite the weight gain.