The worst blogger in the world!

That would be me. 

I always start these things off with good intentions of following through and keeping little notes of what's going on in our world and it never happens as we can tell since the last time I posted anything here was March. 

I wish I could say that it's because my life is so awesome and busy and hectic and I don't know which way is up, but that clearly isn't the case.  

So for some mental notes for myself. 

April:   Nothing happened. 

May:

 

We learned that Kojo and Gatsby are going to have a little sister.   They're thrilled.  

 

June:  Still a whole lot not happening.   

 

July:   John had block leave for two weeks so for the first week  we went on vacation to Las Vegas.  My parents met us there and we also got to hang out with John's parents who came up for the week from Arizona as well.    I got laughed at for not looking pregnant.   

As of today being 29 weeks I have only gained 7 pounds, still fit into most pre pregnancy clothes, and just look like my normal chubby self.  I'm a little disappointed that I actually don't have a round baby belly and it's been discouraging to actually want to have maternity pictures taken since it would just like John and I standing there next to each other.  I'm hoping maybe by late August or early September things will start to change down there and I'll finally get to look pregnant.  

I'm hoping now that we're in the final stretch of this whole pregnancy thing that I'll start to update more frequently...well at least more than every 3-4 months!   Maybe if I start updating more I can actually keep up with all the changes they keep making to blogger.  Every time I get on here it looks totally different than last time and it takes me 10 minutes to figure out what I'm doing, so then I get frustrated and end up never updating in the end because I don't understand why they have to fix things that work perfectly fine.  

 So to end since I'm bored I think I shall post a few internet baby funnies because thanks to pinterest I have no life.  None.  

The last one makes me miss having a dog.  I can't wait to move into a house after the baby is born and eventually get a dog.  Even with the two cats, John and myself, our apartment still seems so empty without a big fluff monster to take over the couch, bed, and leave tumbleweeds of hair blowing around.