Today is your Grandpa’s 50th birthday. You measured, a couple of times, big enough to arrive today. I think Grandpa would even enjoy that! Just in case you can’t remember your Grandpa’s birthday (shame on you, if you can’t), it is February 2nd. I am still working at this point. I don’t have any time to spare at work or I would be at home sleeping right now. As you may or may not know at this point in your life, I love to sleep. Before you, I would sleep in every weekend until at least noon. It has even become a running joke in our family. After you get here, I am not sure how much sleep I will get or even want.
On another note, you are hiccuping right now. It happens when I eat sweets and that I did this morning. I ate a bowl of Kix, the usually breakfast, and couldn’t help my sweet-tooth. I ventured to the second floor vending machines to find peanut M&Ms. I was craving those in particular. So, I’ve had one bag this morning. The machine accidentally dropped two by the way. So, I was pretty excited. I plan to give the other bag to your dad; hopefully he won’t give me too much grief about buying them that way. Plus, it is a good karma bag of M&Ms; so, I feel like I should pass them on!
Well, I thought I would share some pop-culture items with you (just for the fun of it). I am listening to Owl City’s ‘Fireflies.’ It is a completely over-played, annoying song too. It is playing on Radio Disney. Yes, I am a few weeks away from 24 years old and I am listening to Radio Disney. I am a tad juvenile. But, hopefully, I never lose my love for Disney and ‘kiddy movies.’ We’ll have more fun that way in the future.
As for clothing, I am wearing a pair of black heels that I bought at Payless. They are backless and have a strap across the top of my foot. My puffy foot kind of bulges out of that open part, due to the water retention. So, I kind of fibbed, I’m not actually wearing them. They are kicked off under my desk. Mostly, because they hurt my feet.
I am wearing maternity dress pants, black with darker pin stripes. They are from Motherhood and don’t have the big belly band on the top. They have about a two-inch band that occasionally cuts into my belly. It is annoying, but they are one of only three pairs that I have and fit! So, beggars can’t be choosers. The hem on my left leg came undone too and I have no choice but to still wear them (at least every third day). So, I safety pinned it in two spots. The silver sparkles and is really noticeable. Being the genius that I am, I tried to color the silver portion with a black, permanent marker. It worked for about 2 seconds. It was a genius idea anyway. This would be a great time to learn how to sew....hmmm. I guess I figured people expect me to be put together with pins. They don’t or can’t expect much from an almost 40 week pregnant woman! They are lucky I even got out of the recliner this morning. Recliner? Yes, I will explain more later.
My shirt is the same one I wore to our Baby Shower. It is maroon, mid-sleeve, and definitely a maternity top. Again, it is from Motherhood; it is kind of low cut, which causes some cleavage to pop out every once in a while. Well, from up here, it looks that way. I am not sure if it is as bad as I think from the front. But, my breasts have grown so much; I can’t keep it from sliding down. I even have a black tank-top on underneath to catch any oops moments. Hopefully, it works and I won’t totally offend anyone.
I am still wearing my wedding ring and thumb rings. Don’t take that as my fingers aren’t totally swollen because they are. My thumb rings have made an indention in my hand, or rather my thumb. I don’t think the circulation is cut off quite yet. I am hoping I can make it to your arrival without having to remove them. My wedding ring has a little more to go and so I am confident that I won’t have to take it off. I haven’t since I put it on at the wedding, except for cleaning it.
Whew, that was a lot of clothing discussion. Sorry if I bored you too much. I sure wish you would come today. I am having a toss-up between you coming already today or waiting until tonight, so I can go out to eat with your Grandpa. We are going to ‘Burger Madness’ tonight. I just may get a burger too! Oh darn-it, Braxton-Hicks kick in again. I had them so bad last night. I told your dad that I thought my uterus was ‘flexed’ all night practically. Or, it was every time I woke up anyway. It is getting even more painful and the sleeping position that I found is becoming less and less comfortable. I think of it as a clear indication that you are supposed to be here, honey!
Speaking of sleeping, I mentioned a recliner. Which I repeatedly, accidently spell with a ‘y.’ Ugh! If you read my ‘Belly Book’ I filled out for you, then you would know that I have been sleeping in the recliner for the past four weeks. This Sunday will make it five weeks! It is hard to believe, but is 100% true. You can ask your dad. It is crazy even walking into the master bedroom these days. Especially to me; because, before I was in the recliner, I was on the couch in the living room. My hips kill me! Granted, our bed was a heck of a lot closer to the bathroom. I would toss and turn so much out of pain that I had to find some better support for my hips. The couch worked there for about a week and a half. Then, it too hurt my hips. Your dad insisted on the recliner so much that I finally gave in thinking, ‘how could it be any worse?’ I also argued because I felt bad; he wanted to sleep on the couch next to me, for company. It is really sweet that he sleeps in the den with me. But, that is the kind of husband, friend, and you will soon see, dad, that he is.
I keep catching myself day dreaming in between segments of this o’ so long…‘letter’? My cubical is busy. I am not a very ‘busy’ person in daily life; but, a cubical needs something. Otherwise, you are just looking at gray, carpet-like walls. They are almost entirely covered with photos of me and your dad, a calendar, work notes and fliers, and the usual office décor. I can’t wait to post your beautiful face all over my cubical! Before I was pregnant, I never quite understood that either. I mean, yes, I have a heart and get why people are proud of their families. But, I just always thought, ‘wow, that mom thinks her kids are just awesome.’ But now, I understand. I love you so much that I am going to put your cute face all over this joint!
The back pain is increasing now. I think it may be how I am sitting in my chair. I always try to make it out to be these external factors and not you. I don’t want to give my hopes up that you are coming any time soon; although, you could start coming at any minute. It is all very hard to describe, the feelings that is. I am excited, terrified, and impatient. I really want it to come quickly; I want you to be here already! But, I am scared of the labor and the pain. I am also scared for your health. I hope and pray that you are healthy and everything goes ‘swimmingly’ during the whole labor and delivery process.
Apparently I got side tracked, because that is all there is. Wasn't that a nice walk down memory lane? haha Thanks for stopping in.........to my thoughts. :)
Holy buckets you look like you stuffed a ball under there LOL You were such a cute pregnant lady though --- when will you be that again? lol
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