What time is it? It's baby time!

No, don't get excited.  She's still growing and getting bigger.  Yay and ouch all at once. 

I'm sure you all want a nice baby update.  I don't even know when I did my last baby update.  Too long ago.

Weeks:  34!  What?!  September 4th is coming waaayyy too fast.

Baby:  She is great.  Moving like crazy and almost CONSTANTLY pushing on my ribs.  They hurt at least 30 times a day.

Nick has decided that her name will be Lucy instead of Ellie.  He claims that he gave in at a moment of weakness, but I'm still set on Ellie.  Although, I do like them both quite a bit and I keep going back and forth in my head (don't tell him... I can't give in that easily).  Maybe we'll know when she comes out.  If not, she's Ellie.  End of story.

Side story:  My 5-year-old cousin likes to keep saying: "but what if it's a boy?".  It drives me crazy because she's said it at least 6 different times and each time I think, what if she's right?!  I'm waiting for this baby to come out as a boy and her to say, "I told you!"  Not really.  I want a girl.  I don't want to search for new clothes.

 

My body:  My belly button is on the verge of popping out.  See in the picture?  That's not even OUT.  I know you all are dying to know this, but it is driving me crazy.  Every other week I notice it and the space is noticeably smaller and smaller.  I'm not looking forward to having an innie.  Thank goodness that it goes back in after birth.

Can I also just mention how much I dislike stretchmarks?  I know they'll go away and I'm not going to do anything drastic to try and get rid of them, but my mom never got them so I was SURE I wasn't going to get them because we've been pretty similar so far.  But did I get those nice genes?  Nope.  I should've known though.  I mean, I got stretchmarks in high school just from growing.  At least I know that they'll fade to my skin color and not be so noticeably purple.

Also, I finally bought a cheap-o Claires ring for my semi-swollen fingers.  They aren't that swollen, but my rings weren't fitting that well.

Everything else:  I had my shower a few weeks ago and it was very fun.  I think my registries got lost or something, however, because only a few things I got were from them.  Everything else was clothes, clothes, and a couple other odds and ends.  At least Nick and I have been putting money aside in separate account for this very reason and we live in a pretty awesome county with many awesome baby consignment stores.

I only have one more week left for work (WOOHOO) and so you will get more updates and fun baby-type posts before she gets here.  I'll even share my loot with you.


Until then, enjoy this amazing craigslist ad.  I wish everyone sold things like this.  I want to buy this van just because it was written so wittingly well.  Just accept my new word and say "written wittingly well" ten times fast.

Life and all of its currents

I'm not dead, nor have I gone into labor.  I promise. 

As I write this, actually, I am unable to sleep because nobody told my daughter that when mom is tired it means no more kicking, squirming, and rolling around.  Kids these days...


Like all my long unexplained hiatuses, it's because life just got too busy.  I mean, come on, I'm 32 weeks pregnant!  32 WEEKS!!  How did this happen already?  I can only do a fraction of the things I used to be able to do without having to take a massive break to catch my breath.

Can I share with you just a tidbit of my to-do list?

1.  We're in the middle of moving.  We have to be out by the end of this month.  I highly recommend all future pregnant woman to NOT move while you're pregnant.  Especially if you're like me (stubborn and OCD) and you have a busy husband.  This means I have to do little things and then wait for Nick to come home, when he has free time, so I can tell him that I want this one box moved on top of this box so I have more room to pack all the other little things and lay out boxes.  It's a horrible problem to have.

2.  I have a baby/pregnancy to-do list that is a mile long.  Seriously, but not literally.  I need to decide on a doctor for her when she pops out, what kind of immunizations I want to do (I don't want them all), schedule a hospital tour, watch some informational videos and such on birthing/labor, figure out insurance, and a million other things.  And all of this leads me to number 3...

3.  I'm still working full-time.  I know many pregnant work full-time up until a week or so before the birth and I don't know how they do it.  My last week is the end of this month.  I can't WAIT until I get a breather, which includes me not having to wake up at 4 am to work until 5:30 pm.
 
4.  There are only 8 weeks until my due date.  This means that my entire list of things I need to buy before she gets here needs to be ready to go before then.  I don't want to have this little one two weeks early and discover that I have no diaper wipes.  No thank you. 


This doesn't belong on a to-do list, but we're actually leaving for a week-long family vacation on Friday.  I'm ready for a break and some hopefully relaxing, much needed floating time on the lake.  This also means that while I disappeared for way too long, I'm disappearing again for another week because there is no internet/cell phone service where we are going. 


Now that I have given you my entire list of complaints excuses, I hope you'll forgive me and still be my friend.  I'm working on getting life back together and it is only going to happen one check mark at a time.

Until next time...