Gimme some mo'!

As Adly's language continues to develop, we hear some pretty funny interpretations of words that process through a one year old's mind. But there is one word that stands out as my absolute favorite.

It is: more. 

In Adlys world, it is: "mo!"

No matter how many times she says it, it never gets old to me and I can't let it go by without giggling, despite her ever so serious attempts to get "more" of something. The worst part is it almost always revolves around food and she's usually frustrated when asking for more so she says it aggressively and it comes off pretty rude. Adam has tried to get her to say "mo please" to take the edge off her demands, but alas, saying please isn't where her mindset is just yet. Even our babysitter that just started laughed at the end of her first day, commenting how she thought it was so funny how she yells "mo!" 

Today I caught it on video as I was trying to show my dad just how much she loves hummus. In the process she yelled out an emphatic "mo!" Because well, she wanted more! (After she licked the container and discovered it was "all goooome")

The Swell and the not so Swell

In the latest turn of events in this saga known as pregnancy, my feet have begun their descent into swollen territory.

I only noticed for the first time the other day when I took off my socks...yes, we are still needing socks in the end of May. Once they unveiled my beautiful ankles and toes, I realized that my ankle bones had almost disappeared. Normally, they protrude out on both sides of my feet. This particular evening, my right foot had no ankle bones and the left had a small bit of it sticking out. At this point in pregnancy, your blood volume goes way up, helping the swelling along. The heat also doesn't help. So to that I say, Helllooooooo Cankles! Nice to meet you!

Just when I was about to get frustrated by the addition of the swelling as a symptom, my little darling went ahead woke me up this morning from my slumber with a good head to toe stretch and then a swift kick to the ribs. You wanna know what that feels like? A fat snake unraveling lengthwise in your stomach and then a kung fu ninja taking his anger out on the bottom part of your rib cage. Believe it or not, this I will actually miss greatly. I can't believe I'm already getting wishy-washy about not being pregnant. Damn you, hormones!

Speaking of movement, I just found a video on my phone from early last week I forgot I took. When I went to bed Tuesday night, I was reading on my phone when Adly stuck either her head or her rear out in my belly. To the point where I could grab hold of it. I quickly switched to video and was able to catch some of her movement on video. These days, she's not as much of a kicker but more of a mover and a shaker. She moves her whole body from side to side or stretches out, or rolls around. It's pretty aggressive and I've tried with all my might to catch it on video to remember this stuff.

Excuse our conversation in the video. Two things. One, Adam is upset because I didn't call him in to feel her head. It happened so fast! Two, I say "like" a lot. Who am I? Alicia Silverstone!? As we're talking though, you can quite clearly see her body on the right side of my belly moving all around and then once I start talking she heads for my belly button.

Happy Memorial Day weekend! I hope wherever you are, it is warm out as it most definitely is not here. Therefore, I'm spending the rest of my weekend nesting in the nursery that looks like a bomb went off in it.