I can't believe that the 12th of this month has come and gone. That means I'm less than two months away from my due date. My mind and body can definitely tell it's crunch time. Not only are getting my registries ready and making sure I have something to wear to my baby shower hectic, but the school in which I work is going through accreditation. Plus, the year is winding down, and an English teacher's work is never finished. There is always a story to read, a poem to explain, or an essay to grade.
I NEED a rocker, and I have decided to take an old chest (It used to belong to my Paw Paw.) and paint it to make it the baby's changing table. How I am going to do this and make it look good, I don't know. I also have to come up with some things to put on the wall. Yes, I have ideas, but ideas are pretty much worthless unless you can execute them.
I've started getting shower gifts! Yay! My good friend Hanna got me a huge box of what every baby needs most: diapers, and some ladies from work got me the cutest romper with trains on it and a cute, comfy sleeper. I've also been passed down some things from some ladies at church, too. You've got to love your church family; they certainly know how to take care of you.
Oh, and we got a crib! Heath's mom and dad got us the most beautiful crib from Babies R Us. It has the dark, espresso finish, and it looks really good up next to the bluish-gray walls.
I am seriously getting bigger by the day, and it's getting harder to bend down. Every time I stand up, I am reminded that I'm carrying a nearly four pound baby in my stomach because I ache all the time. My Palmer's lotion is still holding true. Other than that, I have no knew symptoms. I have no swelling, but I still get the round-ligament pain in my sides and cramps in my legs at night. I had this sharp pain a couple of nights ago that kind of took me off guard. It lasted about thirty seconds and then went away. It wasn't in my back...just my abdomen...but it hurt like crazy. I remember thinking to myself, if labor feels anything like this, I won't make it an hour before I ask for an epidural. :-/
So what was that? I don't know. I guess it was another pre-labor contraction that's supposed to be getting me ready for the real thing.
Baby is growing, growing, and growing some more. His main jobs are strengthening his organs to work on their own and gaining body fat. I think I'm helping him out on that last one.
Until next week...