This week has actually been a good one. I haven't been as excruciatingly sore as I was a couple of weeks back. I've made it through several days without a nap. And I've been motivated to get things done around here!
I've hit the point where I'm starting to gather things together in preparation for the little lady's arrival. I haven't yet packed my bags (it's just a titch too early for that still), but I have started lists and ordered a few items that I know I'll want on hand for my recovery after we bring baby home. I've also crossed all of the must-purchase-for-new-baby items off of my list. With the exception of clothing, of course. Because let's be real- I'm having a girl. I'll never be done buying her clothes.
So what are your thoughts on old wives tales? My husband, of course, thinks they're utter crap. You know, because of SCIENCE. I say science, schmience. My heartburn is wicked right now. I had to get up in the middle of the night last night to take something for the fire. I had heartburn with the nugget, but not like this. He was born with a very full head of hair. What are the chances the little lady will leave the hospital with a mane like her brother's? Keeping my fingers crossed that the old wives tale proves true again...
AND - SURPRISE! As requested- I have an actual, for real belly pic this week!
|J and I on our way to a Prohibition Party.|
|You think I've got a baby in there, or what?|