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!