33, Baby!

33 just so happens to be how many weeks pregnant I will be when I turn 33 this coming Monday. ooooooo.
Last Sunday, I was surprised by many of the ladies I know and love!  I was supposed to go have brunch with two amazing friends, Julie and Jessi.  We were going to sit and eat crepes while Julie's fantastic boyfriend (I'm going to start calling him her spouse,) cooked them for us :)
I drove up to Julie's house and, although I saw lots of cars, I just thought it was like my neighborhood - LDS church mission farewells or something like that at one of the neighbors houses.  Instead, I was greeted by many of my favorite people, there to wish me a happy birthday/baby shower!
Clueless me.  I truly had no idea.  Julie and Jessi had been planning this for awhile when they heard from my Aunt Mary, asking for names/addresses because she was going to be having a surprise birthday party for me.  A big, grand one!  When they all realized there were 2 parties in the works, Mary agreed to scale down and help Julie and Jessi with the surprise ladies' brunch :)  It struck me as funny, because I've never had a surprise party, and there were two in the works.  I am lucky to know such thoughtful women in my life :)  And I guess when you have a baby due near your birthday, there's that much more to celebrate!
They did such a fantastic job making the day special.  The food (crepes, yogurt with fruit and granola, breakfast bacon and sausage, cupcakes, cake balls, cakes (mmm...cake,) etc, was DELICOUS!  There was an awesome game where people had to cut out pieces of pictures from mine, Dave's and Isaac's faces, and put them together to show what Baby McGee will look like. HAAAAA!  I was super entertained.  The decorations were so adorable.  I was greeted by a big poster that Mary made with pictures pictures of me as a wee one and now.  I was also totally spoiled with very thoughtful, nice gifts for myself and baby McGee. 
So, once more, thanks to you amazingly talented and special ladies in my life.  I am SO lucky to have you.

And now, some photos.  I obviously didn't have my camera, but Julie so kindly made sure we got some awesome pictures with her camera :)

Some of the creations of what Baby McGee will come out of the womb looking like.

Julie made a whole assortment of magnets for party favors.  How cute and practical?  I love them.  I hoarded 4 magnets :)

Another of Julie's creations.  She designed, cut, sewed this.  She knows that Dave's favorite animal is an octopus :)

One of several adorable burp rags Julie created.

A lovey, snuggly, blankie, whatever you might call it.  Yet another of Julie's awesome creations.  Some of the people at the party were saying "everyone needs a Julie."  True dat.

Another talent queen friend, Dana, designed, and handmade/sewed these beautiful mice slippers/Piddies.  They are so soft, inside and out.  I was super excited about these.  She made little bluebirds when Isaac was born, and they are one of the few things I HAD to save :)

Julie and my favorite neighbor Amy Kim (If you read this Amy, shhhhhh....don't tell :)

My very treasured friend Jessi, her cute sister Ali, and my sweet friend VaRonica, who is due to have a baby, like NOW.

Workin' on their creations.

I love these ladies!  Dana, me, Hillary.

Baby bumps with cute VaRonica.  Doesn't she look good for 40 weeks pregnant?  I promise mine does look bigger than this, it was just a strange angle I was standing at.

Me and my bestie, Julie.  You can totally see my proportions in this one compared to above.

My lovely grandma Jo, me, Julie, Teri and my ma (best ma ever!)


And while I'm blogging, a pregnancy update.  Feeling good, but bigger than ever.  I am noticing that the clothes that were barely fitting me at the VERY END of Isaac's pregnancy, are already at that stage with this one.  My belly button never popped out with Isaac, and it's popped a little with this one.  I never got stretch marks with Isaac, but I have a feeling I may with this one.  How much farther can my skin stretch, I mean, really?  That's okay if I get them though, they'll just be reminders of carrying my beloved boys :)  Oh, and when I took my socks off last night, I noticed that I had indentations on my ankles from my sock line.  So there's the swelling/water retention.  Yay!  That all sounds uncomfortable, but really I haven't noticed a difference in the way I feel.  May that continue for at least several more weeks! :)

Underoos

Isaac has been potty training for 16 months.  Seriously.  He totally took it upon himself to first do it in December of 2010.  He did great for several months (just with pooping, though.)  Then, he was very wishy washy about it.  He'd decide to do it for several weeks at a time, then go weeks without, etc.  We have tried not to be pushy at all, and just let him do it on his own, while still encouraging it.
So, in the last week, he has only been wearing a diaper at night (and a couple times during nap) and has done FABULOUS!  He's never been this consistent with both numero uno and dos!  He goes to the bathroom on his own, without even telling us that's where he's headed.  He puts his own underwear back on (usually backward, of course,) and is very proud of himself.  This is also the first time that we've taken him places, LIKE PUBLIC PLACES!, without a diaper.  So far, so good!!   So, I don't want to be premature in saying "this is it," but, I THINK THIS IS IT!  A month shy of three years old and 2 months shy of Baby McGee time!  PERFECT!  I give lots of credit to his good buddy Miles  (Tori's son, who Isaac spends 4 days a week with usually,) who just turned 2 in October.  Isaac has been telling us "I'm potty training like Miles."  Miles potty trained SUPER FAST a couple months ago.

In other news, 32 weeks pregnant and still feeling fine and dandy.  Sleep can be a little uncomfortable at times, but overall I feel great.  I am getting more and more comments as each day passes (especially at work) from people asking me if I am just ready, and stating that I must be very uncomfortable by now.  I know people mean well, and talking with a pregnant woman about being uncomfortable is kind of like talking about the weather - it's just an obvious conversation.  But seriously, I am good!  Don't plant ideas in my head that I should be miserable yet!  I'll save that for when I am 40 weeks and possibly past due :)   You'll know when I'm miserably uncomfortable when daggers start shooting out of my eyes (I think I shot some daggers between week 6 and 16 for sure.)

And here are some pictures of my favorite goofball.

Leave Your Pants Behind

Since Isaac was very little, somehow the song Safety Dance, by Men without Hats lent itself to various situations.  However, being who we are, we changed the lyrics often.  The following lyrics are what stuck:
"You can dance if you want to, you can leave your pants behind......
...You can dance, everybody look at your pants..."
As you can see, pants was the major theme in our altered lyrics.
So, for the last few weeks, Isaac has been taking off his clothes at night before bath time, and putting everything in his hamper **EXCEPT** his pants.  We didn't think anything of it the first several times, but then asked him why he didn't put all of his clothes in the hamper.  His response?  In a sing-song voice, "you can leave your pants behind..."
Of course we thought this was hilarious, which made him realize it truly is a "leg slapper," so nightly, we all have a chuckle when Isaac leaves his pants behind.  Then, as a family, we break out into song.