Due Date
Baby girl is due October 22, 2025, but I've also been told October 21—so I've decided to claim the 21st as her real due date (because honestly, who even likes the number 22?).
If she arrives before the 23rd, she’ll be a Libra, which perfectly completes our family's zodiac elements:
Fire: Korey (Aries)
Earth: Me (Taurus)
Water: Anika (Pisces)
Air: Baby (Libra)
If she’s overdue, though… hello Scorpio season — and I’m not quite ready for that energy!
Size & Growth
This pregnancy has been very different from my first! Baby girl is measuring in the 70th percentile, which is a big shift from Anika, who never broke the 40th percentile her whole life.
Throughout that pregnancy, I was constantly told how petite she was, so this one has definitely been different :) As I’m writing this, I’m 6 months pregnant and have already completed my 20-week ultrasound.
But, in true Allison fashion, baby girl didn’t cooperate — so we have to redo it on July 11. We still need to get clear views of her heart, kidneys, and those perfect little lips.
Pregnancy Journey
First trimester = major nausea—could’ve been worse, could’ve been better—but I kept reminding myself it’s a healthy sign.
Sense of smell? ASTOUNDING.
Bread aisle at Walmart—no thank you. BBQ? Pass. But my main craving?
Honestly, I just want an IV of fountain Diet Dr Pepper, please and thank you.
Beyond that, it’s been anything lime, all the meat, spicy everything, and of course, I’m obsessed with sour candy.
Water? Has to be glacier-cold or it’s a no from me.
Mental Health & Real Talk
Trigger warning: Mental health, anxiety, depression, loss.
These are the parts of pregnancy nobody likes to talk about — but I’m going to.
As some of you know, I was on a weight loss journey before getting pregnant. I had almost hit my goal weight when… surprise! Two pink lines. Funny enough, the test initially showed up negative. I walked away to get ready for the day, came back to throw it away — and there they were.
Two lines.
I was overjoyed, but also terrified. One of the first things that settled in was this: my body was no longer my own. That new confidence I had worked so hard for? I knew it was about to change.
And it has.
Watching my body morph into something new and unfamiliar — yes, something beautiful, too — has been such a mental game. I’m not complaining.
I’m just being honest and real. And then there was the fear.
I had just recently lost a classmate. She had just given birth and tragically passed from sepsis shortly after. That loss haunted me. When I told Korey I was pregnant, the very next thing out of my mouth was: “I’m so scared I’m going to die.”
On top of that, many of you know I’ve got the ever-so-lovely diagnosis of depression and anxiety. I made the personal decision to stay off my antidepressants during this pregnancy, which means yes — I’ve been raw-dogging life.
And wow, what a roller coaster I did not see coming. The lows are long. The hard days feel endless. Sometimes I feel like I can't catch air. But I do believe there’s light at the end of all this. I’m sharing this because I know I’m not the only mom having panic attacks just because “it said so” and decided to show up that day.
I know I’m not the only mom struggling to get out of bed, to take care of the other people who need her.
I miss myself, too.
And I know some of you do as well. If you’re there — if you’re struggling — please reach out. I’m here. And I’ll always be here. ❤️
Family & Support
There’s a saying that goes, “I carried this baby, but he carried us both.” And honestly?
That couldn’t be more true.
My husband has been here through every outrage, every crying spell, every twist in the emotional roller coaster — and he’s handled it like a freaking champion. We’ve reached a new level in our relationship that I never thought possible, and I’m so deeply grateful for that… and for him.
Now let’s talk about Anika. Let’s be real — she very clearly wanted a baby brother, not a sister. So when we found out it was a girl… there may or may not have been a full-blown meltdown in our house. She has made it crystal clear that she will not be changing any diapers — not happening — but she is happy to provide entertainment, because “she doesn’t want the baby to cry.”
She’s told everyone that it’s her job to protect her little sister.
“Nobody messes with her. If you mess with the baby… you mess with me.”
So… yeah. Don’t mess with the baby. You've been warned.
Honestly, I love that she gets to have a sister.
My sisters are my best friends, and I couldn't get through life without them.
I hope they get to experience that same kind of bond.
Thank You
This site is my cozy corner to share our registry, introduce baby,
and give loved ones a peek behind the belly.
We’ll be adding photos and fun pregnancy videos soon, and we’ll update once she arrives—with shoutouts to who had the best guess, funniest guess, and most accurate! Whether you send a gift, a meal, or a sweet message—please know we love you and are so grateful you’re part of our village.
Baby Allison came at a time in life that I can only describe as a storm. But right in the middle of all that chaos, God gave us a blessing.
One song that’s carried me through this pregnancy is “Promises” by Maverick City.
I’ve found myself rediscovering faith, growing a new relationship with Jesus, and leaning on their music as the soundtrack through some of my darkest moments.
Cheers to new beginnings, sleepless nights, and winter hibernation with our little boo bundle.
Much love,
Mamma Allison