Mosquito Madness

I was so excited coming to Hawaii thinking, "Maybe this time the mosquitoes won't like my pregnant blood and they'll leave me alone." Boy, was I wrong! The haole in me is still apparent to them and my sweet blood is still a hot commodity. We went to Miloli'i, a fishing village on the Big Island for two days and one night. Kai's grandparents live there and I'm usually bit a few times by mosquitoes, but this time they loved me WAY more than usual and I tasted mighty fine. I thought Porkchop would be able to protect me, but it didn't work. I have bite welts all up and down my legs, as well as, my toes, my fingers, and a couple bites on my arms. Why in the hell do the mosquitoes have to like me so much?! I still haven't figured it out...

I've now began this whole car-sick feeling thing in the last couple days. Porkchop and I do not like bumpy roads in these parts and don't feel too hot when daddy flies over the bumps at warped speed. It makes mommy's tummy hurt. I guess I need to either begin sleeping in the car or just not ride with Kai anymore....hmmm, what to do...? This trip is great so far. My stomach is growing at warped speed all of a sudden, but I'm loving it and it feels more real then ever. Baby Porkchop will be here in less than 5 months, what do you think of that?!

We made it to paradise

So yesterday we flew from Portland, OR to Honolulu, HI to Hilo, HI. The trip was long and tiring, but we are finally here! I was super exhausted yesterday because we had only slept a few hours the night before our flight. Porkchop had his first plane ride and I'm sure he was having a blast in there. I got up every 1-2 hours as the doctor ordered while we were flying. I also got up too early in the flight and tried to use the bathroom, only to get yelled at by the stewardess. My bladder was about to explode and I had to go pee so bad, but I waited like a good girl and finally got to go about 1o minutes later.

Kai and I were discussing that the next time we fly to Hawaii we will have a baby and we will be "those" people with a baby. We'll be "those" people that get stared at all the way down the rows of the plane (you all know EXACTLY what I'm talking about). And I know people will be thinking in their minds, "Please don't let "those" people with that baby sit right next to me." Knowing our luck, we'll have the best baby in the world at home, but the minute we get him on the plane he'll cry and throw up everywhere...ohhh, how fun to look forward to parenthood.

Honestly, I can't wait til our little man comes, but I watch people with their children in a whole nother light now. I find myself feeling a little less judgemental of the people who have those naughty children throwing their bottles and screaming at the top of their lungs in the store. I've just decided we're blindfolding our children everytime we visit the grocery store so they have no idea what they're missing. Or I'll buy one of those backpack leashes to make sure the little sucker doesn't run away. Kai, of course, is against this. I, on the other hand, am highly, highly considering it...

The crazy pregnancy dreams begin...

We found out what kind of baby we were having yesterday (YAY!). We found out it was a boy and I can't believe the happiness that ran over both my husband, Kai, and myself. But last night, I had my first crazy pregnancy dream...

I dreamt I was in my high school in my hometown. I was in school, but still the age of 26 (don't judge me!). So I was in the commons area and all of a sudden I felt like I needed to pee, really, really bad. Then I went in the bathroom, sat on the toilet and out popped that little guy. He of course came out ridiculously clean and I just happened to have baby clothes packed in my backpack. I dressed him and I latched that little guy onto my breast and he began breast feeding. SO WEIRD!