Alright, alright--officially only 2 weeks left for the pregnancy gig I landed 9 months ago!
We've been busy bees these last few weeks--me telling Dave what needs to get done, and Dave doing it all with a smile (mostly--ha!). I'm seriously amazed at the amount of hard labor this man can put in a day. Now we have successfully combined closets! All the baby clothes are cleaned, washed, and on hangers! The garage is organized! New top soil has been put in! Flowers have been transplanted, and planted! And Dave even got around to planting his beloved vegetable garden, with only one minor hiccup by me!
Dave told me to get lemon boy tomatoes while I was out buying plants. When I got home, Dave asked about them, and I said--"oh, no they didn't have that variety there, you'll have to go get them somewhere else." So he does. Yet when he goes to plant them, turns out I had bought 2 lemon boy tomato plants, with no recollection what-so-ever. Pregnancy brain?? Yes. This type of thing has also been going on with me at work. I'm really hoping I make it through the next weeks without any major mistakes. Fingers crossed.
I love getting projects done, but really it is all for the sake of being lazy. Although we've been productive, it's also felt so relaxing lately. Since Dave finished the semester, all of a sudden we have so much time together. We make dinners, watch movies, go for walks, and enjoy our lazy mornings. You know--all those lovely, fun things that school sucks the life out of.
As far as the actually pregnancy goes, I'll be amazed if I make it through the upcoming weeks without stretch marks. I'm not really too concerned if I get them, but nevertheless, my belly feels stretched out to the max. For good measure, I've started putting olive oil on every night. And I'm also back to being extremely tired. I take the kind of naps where I want to wake up, and I know I should, but... I... just...can't. With this type of sleep, I inevitably have dreams where all seems normal except for I just can't open my eyes. It's kinda creepy.
You know what I'm wishing for in this picture? That I have more strength to push this baby out than I did to blow out that dandelion. Seriously pathetic.
I love all these picture because Juno looks absolutely thrilled to be a part of the photo session.....
Had to get some pics with Dave carrying around his baby. For a 40 lb. baby, he's got pretty good technique, right?
blue is your color, lady. getting close, getting close.
ReplyDeleteis skinny Juno who knocked my nose really forty pounds? no wonder that hurt so bad! yea, that was some weak blowing, but is no indication of how you will push the baby out when enduring dire pain. olive oil?
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