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Monday, February 27, 2012

36 Weeks



The countdown is on. Officially. I'm actually thinking of putting together one of those little paper chains that you make in kindergarten to count down the days until Christmas or whatnot. 
{Ok, I jest... -ish}

In short, my general thoughts...
"Holy crap!"
But I guess that alone wouldn't make for a very informative post.


So, the latest developments in my massively pregnant world...

 - Jake has the hiccups all. the. time. It was really cute at first. And now, well, it's still cute. But I certainly don't think I'll miss feeling like I have turrets all the time. 

 - I'm running out of clothes. Thank the heavens that I'm at home most of the time now so no one judges me when I'm wearing J.B.'s t-shirts and my giant sweatpants. {I know, it sounds super attractive.}

 - WHY don't I own stock in Babies-R-US? WHY? So much money spent there lately. I think the employees are starting to call me by name. It used to be that way at Hobby Lobby. Ha, just another one of those life changes I suppose.

 - Jake is still wiggling all over the place and in a breech position lots of times. Not cool, kiddo, not cool.

 - I don't really sleep anymore. And if one more person tells me that this is "practice for when the little guy gets here" I'll punch them. I swear I will, I'm cranky. I need sleep.

 Is this post sounding negative? I don't mean it! Life really is good. I'm so excited! 
And I'm loving being at home now to nest and cook and craft. It's like a mini vacay! And gosh, I'm getting things done...
The car seat is installed.
The stroller is put together.
The hospital bag is packed. 
The pack and play is set up.
The baby clothes are washed.
The changing table is stocked with diapers and wipes.
The pediatrician is picked out.
The pre-registration papers are at the hospital.
The diaper bag is packed with burp cloths and onesies and other baby necessities.

I'd say we're about ready for this little fella'. 
{Is my type-A personality overwhelming you right now? Sorry.}


So now its time to just sit back and wait for D-Day. 
If ya'll need anything I'll be here, swollen feet propped up, making my paper countdown chain.


3 comments:

  1. ...and the little black dress still fits:-)

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    1. I'm not sure I'd say it "still fits", haha. It's definitely waaaay short and very very tight. My husband says I kind of look like a pregnant hooker in it. :) Gotta love a man's opinion!

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