Well, first off, I apologize for posting soo late! Patrick and I are freaked out that we've made it to the 3rd trimester! Lots of things have happened since our 20 week checkup. We revealed our little girl's name to Mom, Nancy & Larry on Christmas and our families are just excited as we are. She'll be Kerri Svea Davis, a name Patrick and I found to be filled to the rim with our family & heritage. It was super important for us to look beyond the top 50 trendy names, and find something that has an incredible meaning to the people we love & we think we did just that.

Kerri is after Patrick's oldest sister that he never got to know where she passed way too early but Patrick's always felt to have a very close kindred spirit to her. We're soo excited to name our little girl after her. Svea (pronounced "Svey-ah") was the Swedish name my parents always loved, and would have matched with my two older brothers, Sven & Nils. However the more traditional Kristin won over with the grandparents & aunts from our English side of the family, so Mom & Dad took their opinion to heart. Dad always told me growing up that Svea was one of his favorite names for me & I'm thrilled to carry that on as well. I think both my Dad & Kerri are looking down on our little girl and are just as excited about her arrival as we are in less than 90 days! Well ... lets hope I don't have to over-cook a week or two...

In the first picture, Kerri Svea is waving to Daddy. What an awesome shot! The second picture is a sweet one, she's covering her face with her little arm, this is her shy side. We probably won't have any more ultra-sounds now until delivery from what our doctor says. Trust me, we're totally having ultra-sound withdrawls. We have another checkup January 29th, and then we go every two weeks from there.

Since the 24th week, Kerri Svea has been crazy active. She learned her first trick this week though, which is to kick Mommy right in the ribs. No matter which side I laid on last night, she was busy. She had places to go but wasn't getting farther than that. She's nicely set up for me to take about 18 trips to the bathroom each night (which by the way, I hate tiled floors! Why are they soo 'in'? My feet are soo happy with fluffy rugs, then at 3am they turn to little icecubes on the cold bathroom tiled floor...)

I finished working at the restaurant (the extra night job...which turned out to be about 5 shifts a week too many) at around 22 weeks and am on leave there. One Saturday night, as a closer, I was in a rush to buff the red wine glasses and throw them on the shelf before going home. Of course, one teetered ... and my instant thought was to save the glass! With a quick wacky back-swing-grab, I caught it in mid-drop. Saved it. But...

I should have let it just crash; but my thought process instantly was - if that stupid thing crashes, it's going to shatter; then I'll have to go out back, get the broom, find the million slivers & shards of glass, yada yada yada ... I've taped Survivor at home, it'll then be another 5-10 minutes before I can hit the couch and watch it ... MUST SAVE THE GLASS.

So that 50-cent piece of crap wine glass glass ended up tearing my lower back muscles and shredding my right-side round ligaments, giving me major back spasms by Sunday morning, and finished off with my doctor at 7am with, "Get your butt to labor and delivery now! They need to stop it immediately! How long ago did this happen?? Since last night? Are you kidding me?"
I just kept hoping I could get Patrick home before the 10am football games...

After about 2 hours there, a sweet heating pad, and some monitoring, the spasms/early labor weird stuff, finally ended. And we got an early tour of the hospital, kind of nice?

When your round ligaments pull out of whack as bad as I did, and your little bean keeps growing, I've learned it's impossible to ever give them a rest and repair. It's been about 5 weeks now and I seem to have alot more popcorn (that's Maine-talk for 'energy') and can actually walk 20 feet without feeling like I need to pull over and pass out.

So all in all, Kerri and I are doing really well & getting bigger and bigger... we're over 27 weeks!