I feel like all of a sudden I woke up and am like, "Holy s#!t, I'm 8 months pregnant?!?" As excited as I am to meet this little lady, I'm wishing time would slow down to a leisurely pace rather than high-speed freight train velocity so I can slow down and:
1. Finish my list of projects to complete her room.
2. Take time to organize/clean all of the baby gear that's been sitting idle since Jack used it.
3. Relax a bit before life gets a whole lot crazier!
Instead, time is turning me into this...
which is roughly the size of a honeydew!
I've officially begun wearing Jim's clothes...and not just t-shirts while lounging around the house:
work shirts. I tell myself I'm
totally pulling off the "trendy menswear look", but I'm really just looking for something roomy that's
clean at this point!
I’m making a list so I can be sure to pack my hospital bag ahead of time this go-round. When I went into labor with Jack, I didn’t have my bag packed yet (
because he was 3 weeks early!) and it caused a
major meltdown mid-contractions because I hadn’t picked out the perfect outfit for him to wear yet. I’m trying to be prepared this time (
which is proving harder when I'm trying to keep up with Jack)!
All in all, I'm feeling good and in slight disbelief that this pregnancy is almost over. At least I have a three-day weekend to look forward to. Hopefully some organizing is in my future!
PS: This weekend we re-finished up the armoire for her room so I have some pictures (
that make it look way cuter than it does in person) to show later!