Today we went to SouthPort. It was a nice little quaint town.
We then came back home and sat on the beach for a little while. Ken was fine on the beach. He even got his feet wet. hahahahahaha The water came up fast and he wasnt paying attention, so it got him. Poor pudding thang!
What a day. I am pooped.. 
This was the Ferry ride over to Fort Fisher.
Look I even got Ken to sit on the bech with us for like 30 minutes. He then went to the bar and was happy there or about 1 minute, til a storm came up... 
Then we went to dinner and got this picture. It was good til Blake decided to make a funny face.. Too bad he was the only one that did it. 
Here we are again at the beach. It is beautiful...
Here are some pictures of my mothers flowers that she planted the other day.
Then we got up this morning when the roosters crow to get these :
Then we went the point to see how it was there and I got this one which I personally think is a great shot.
Here I am at 6 1/2 mths. Ken took this pic tonite when I got home from work. I will have more pics later...
Happy Fathers Day to my Ken. Even though he is not my father he is the father of our child in the womb.
Its sad Fathers day for those of us without a Father. The same goes for Mothers Day for those without a Mother. The only think I can do is for this little guy swimming and bending and contorting himself into a ball, is to just remember.
I have been writing in a book not alot, but some about what he does in my belly. Like the time I was laying on my side and he tickled me. Or how he gets himself jammed in my lower belly and he continues to sit there and play the drums on my bladder. Im not even going to mention all the fun he is having leaning on my sciatic nerve. All these things for which I am grateful for going through!
Memories is all that we have sometimes to teach others about how something was done 15,20,10, or 3 yrs ago . Memories are what we have to teach life lessons to one another. All I have of my father are memories or "fingerprints". My child will not experience the Grandaddy as a person, but he will experience all that I have to teach him that my father taught me. Now this is not to hurt feelings because there were 2 people in my upbringing. My mother had just as much a hand in it as my dad did. She will play a key part in memories as well.
Ken and his friend pained the Babe room today. In that room I watched as the strokes covered the plain white walls with a Navy Blue 2, ( the room is NO WHERE near Navy Blue ) I thought in this room is a new fresh coat of paint. My fathers "fingerprints" are everywhere on those walls. With every memory I will tell Babe in that room one more "fingerprint" will appear. That will just be what my father has left to me. I hope that he has my dimples. That's one more "fingerprint" from my father.
I do believe that dreams tell all.. My father came to me in a dream. I swear to God and Heaven above. He is the one that told me I was preggers. I told Ken the next morning he told me to take a pregnancy test. I did .. It was negative. I was sad but I was like You wait til I see that man again. Life went on and 2 wks later I had another dream. My father was holding a baby and it was my baby. My dad had said see I told you... Never doubt me. I again told Ken and I waited all day to take another PG test. I didn't want to be let down. I took one and didn't tell Ken. This time it was positive. I was Pregnant. I haven't seen him in my dreams since.
Is that sad? Nah... Its just one more fingerprint!
We have all heard of the story Beauty and the Beast. Pregnant and the Beach is another story that Im going to tell you.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful, young, girl named LeeAnn, who loved the beach. She would go every chance she got. In fact she would go so much at one time that she knew the lifeguard rotation. She knew which lifeguard was going to be at her stand on the weekend that she was going. LeeAnn loves the beach so much that she decorates her home like a beach, because she cant afford a beach house.
One day, LeeAnns mother bought a beach trailer. It sits about 1 mile away from the beautiful ocean. LeeAnn spent all winter preparing the beach house, and making plans for her "Summer of LeeAnn". Ken, LeeAnn's husband, made her get pregnant and all her dreams of a "Summer of LeeAnn" went bye bye. LeeAnn can no longer sit and read a book in the sun. She gets no more time to lay and fall alseep by the beautiful ocean. BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS to her old BODY...
Now she smells of Viegar because she has a slight burn on her leggies. The EVIL sun did this to her. She can hardly walk because the skin is so tight and her poor little feet are a tad bit swollen. LeeAnn is at home now with her husband and her puppies. The baby is fine and kicking around and next year will be the "Summer of LeeAnn and her little bambino".
Moral of the story Pregnant and the Beach, is, that Pregnant women, as beautiful as they are should only go to the beach if they are going to be under an umbrella because they are more sensitive to the sun. They have alot of blood going through their body so that means they burn a tad bit quicker.
Vinegar I hear takes the burn out.. We will see..
Thats my bowl of vinegar and my aloe with Lidocane.
Anyhoo... back to blogging and not story telling, the beach was very nice. I wish Ken could have gone, but that is alright we are going in 2 weeks for a long weekend and I will have 50spf on and be under an umbrella. I can also tell you that I will more then likely go down to the beach at 9am come home at 11am and then go back down there for the late afternoon.. like 6ish... my my how times have changed.
Ken and I were watching TV tonite ( food cake challenge ) and I saw some rice krispie treats. Ken and I both said dang they look good. SO I hopped up, hobbled over to the stove and made some. Thats what you get Mr, TV, try and do that again and Ill fix yah.
I will post some prego pics of me tomorrow when I get back from the doctor. You have seen my belly at 4 1/2 and 5 1/2 mths. Tomorrow is the big 6th month. I hope hope hope that she doesnt give me too terrible of a time tomorrow about this burn on my legs. I was swolt last night. Lets hope I have learned my lesson. Enjoy the pics of the Beach. 
