Princess Idol!
Ellie has decided she wants to be a singer when she grows up. She was telling me that she wanted to be a microphone, which I found confusing, but then we realized that she wanted to be using a microphone. That made much more sense. She loves to put on concerts for us, where she sings along to her favorite songs on my ipod.
She also wants to name the baby “Jude” so that she can sing “Hey, Jude” to him. Her idea. Seriously. We’re about two steps away from this.
Only 4 more days of this. Then I can be up and living my normal life until this baby decides to come. I’m so bored. Books, movies, blogging, browsing the internet have all lost their appeal. I’m just so tired of laying around the house doing nothing. Ugh.
Almost done, though. The end is in sight…. Despite me feeling like poop today. I’m just dreaming about holding that baby boy!
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My kids are on a destructive kick. Yesterday they broke 5 things, including:
the blinds in the family room
the rocking horse
my spirit
Today they’ve broken two things already – before 8am. I’m seriously going to lose my mind here any minute. Thank goodness they are going to school today. If they stayed home that would probably not be good for any of us 🙂
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I think we’ve finally decided on a name for Bump! We’re not announcing it yet, but its a relief that we have agreed on something. We didn’t want to have a “Baby Boy” for several days. Grace was “Baby Girl” for about 3 days while we tried to decide what to name her. We couldn’t decide between Grace or Elinor/Nora. I was so hormonal I couldn’t make a decision. I think my husband is the one who is determined to decide beforehand so he doesn’t have to go through that again 😉
I find it hilarious that my kids think that if they shut their bedroom door I suddenly will have no idea what they are doing. Like its soundproof or something.
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Husband will be getting his new TV this weekend. I’m convinced this is what you call ‘frivolous,’ he insists its a ‘necessity.’ Of course, while I think things like curtains are a ‘necessity’ and he thinks any and all window treatments beyond shades are ‘frivolous.’
To each his own.
But he is bring home his annual bonus this Friday, so I guess I can cut the guy some slack and let him spend some of the money he earned. Cause I’m a nice wife like that.
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Went to the OB today and got another great report. Bump should arrive in good shape! I’m off all this resting next week! I can just ‘be smart’ and ‘do what I feel up to.’
I am so, so excited. If I have to watch daytime tv again in the next month, it will be too soon.
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Now I know I have been very outspoken about my feelings about Crocs. (If you’re new here, let me sum up: ug-ly.) But when buying new ones for my kids for summer, I discovered these. I may have to eat my words and buy me some Crocs!!
Husband is claiming that anything bought within 30 days of the baby’s birth for our house qualifies under my “nesting” fund.
Sorry, dear, but buying a new flat screen HD-TV doesn’t qualify as ‘decorating’ the family room.
Seriously. For the past three Sundays Jehovah’s Witnesses have come to our door. Really! They drive up in a car, stop only at our house and knock on our front door. Today I opened it accidentally, since I had a friend who was supposed to be stopping by, and I got asked about whether I wanted to know more about the Bible. Like I don’t already lead a Bible Study or anything. (They didn’t believe me and proceeded to share John 3:16.)
I don’t get it. Why us?
1. I do not feel the least bit guilty about not exercising.
2. Because I can’t be on my feet for very long, I am not going shopping. We are therefore saving money.
3. My husband is taking the kids on an outing by himself every Saturday. Last week they went to the aquarium. All by himself! And I get a whole day alone!
4. Husband had to take Ellie to her 5-year checkup. Where she got three shots. (Remember the last time she got a shot? And it took three nurses and me to hold her down?)
5. Every time I turn around someone is bringing us food. I probably won’t have to cook again until sometime in July.
6. I can watch something like “101 Best Celebrity Whatevers” on E! without feeling guilty.
7. I’m living in sweats and pjs. As are my kids. Therefore, we have less laundry to do.
8. My kids are learning to be more independant. (Getting their own snacks, helping each other out instead of running to me for every little thing.)
9. Did I mention I haven’t cleaned in almost 2 weeks? The floors are disgusting, but when else will I have an excuse, right?
10. Its HALF OVER!!!!!!!!!!
I can hardly believe I’m almost done!! I’m feeling two conflicting emotions:
1. Sadness. This will probably be my last pregnancy, my last baby. I don’t want to rush it, but cherish every moment. Every precious little kick and bump…
2. Relief. That its almost over. Get this kid out of me!! I want to sleep on my stomach, drink wine, get up off the couch without my kids offering to help pull me up,,(Heck, get up off the couch period!) eat without getting heartburn, stop being kicked in the ribs.
But I’m cherishing this. Every moment. Really.
Anyway, here is Bump at 34 weeks:
Front view:
Please notice I am wearing nice maternity clothes. I’m leaving the house this morning for a few minutes, so I’m not wearing pajamas. Since I’ll be in public and all. This doesn’t happen often lately, so I thought I’d better document it 😉
This morning I registered my baby for kindergarten.
*sob!*
I can hardly believe it. My baby! Going out into the big, bad world!! I am going to be a mess come September 2 when she gets on that big school bus all by herself!!
Last night, I was telling Husband how happy I was that I was allowed to get out of bed for awhile every day. It was such a relief because I needed an emergency pedicure.
Because I couldn’t possibly give birth with my toenails not looking all nice and painted.
That would just be embarrassing.
He looked at me like I was totally insane. But seriously, girls, back me up on this. Maybe its about retaining a shred of my dignity by having nice toenails. Maybe its about wanting to look nice? Even though I will obviously not be at my best…
Did anyone else have to go get their toes done before they had their babies?
