So yesterday started out on a good note! I can't sleep anymore out of anticipation and anyone who knows me well knows that you could leave me be and I could sleep for 12-15 hours straight. I loooooooove me some sleep! Well not anymore . . . I wake up every hour thinking perhaps there really is a stork and that it will land on the roof at anytime! I can dream . . . so I woke up at about 6am and started more nesting. Gracie's drawers are not only organized but labeled. Yes, even the drawer with only socks and tights in it is labeled "socks and tights" just in case Jeff fails to see what that drawer is for. However I have gone to extremes since my closet is also labeled "during pregnancy and after pregnancy (hopefully) since i have successfully gotten through this whole pregnancy without purchasing one maternity item! Except the dress for my mom's wedding. I have just stretched the hell out of all my clothes and also found that Forever 21 is key with the great knit empire waist dresses. I know I have a problem and will probably be 60 shopping there and I don't care.
I go to my weekly doctors appt and low and behold I am 2-3 cent. dilated and effaced! The doctor said it "could" be any day now. I am just on top of the world! I am driving home talking to my mom when boom a little pebble hits my window . . . most people wouldn't even think twice but I knew better . . . spot the chip and spot the crack, enter obscenities. I don't know if you guys remember the news reports from the late 90's when people were going around breaking BMW windows saying that BMW stood for "Break My Window", well apparently it does. This is the 3rd time I have had to fully replace this windshield since I got the car a year and 1/2 ago! 3rd time. In the lovely state of FL it is covered by your insurance, however in VA just like how everything costs more here you have to pay your deductible. That's right . . . so there was one very upset 9 month pregnant woman screaming in her driveway at a car yesterday. I called Jeff crying so hard I think he thought I was delivering the baby myself.
So when Jeff finally came home last night (after stopping at the Officer's club for beers because that is what I guess most normal men would do while there wife is at home clearly upset, not a good move whether pregnant hormones are involved or not) I forced him to spend helpful time with me in the nursery as his punishment. Below are the pictures of the final hours of nursery construction last night. Between a cat who thinks the bassinet and chenille is a great place to nap, a dog who must lick, sniff, and investigate every single item in the room (especially those items that might end up in Grace's mouth) and Jeff, I may be better off finishing the job by myself! Jeff has discovered a new use for the Boppy pillow. Now if I can just teach one of these 3 helpers to breastfeed for me . . .
I go to my weekly doctors appt and low and behold I am 2-3 cent. dilated and effaced! The doctor said it "could" be any day now. I am just on top of the world! I am driving home talking to my mom when boom a little pebble hits my window . . . most people wouldn't even think twice but I knew better . . . spot the chip and spot the crack, enter obscenities. I don't know if you guys remember the news reports from the late 90's when people were going around breaking BMW windows saying that BMW stood for "Break My Window", well apparently it does. This is the 3rd time I have had to fully replace this windshield since I got the car a year and 1/2 ago! 3rd time. In the lovely state of FL it is covered by your insurance, however in VA just like how everything costs more here you have to pay your deductible. That's right . . . so there was one very upset 9 month pregnant woman screaming in her driveway at a car yesterday. I called Jeff crying so hard I think he thought I was delivering the baby myself.
So when Jeff finally came home last night (after stopping at the Officer's club for beers because that is what I guess most normal men would do while there wife is at home clearly upset, not a good move whether pregnant hormones are involved or not) I forced him to spend helpful time with me in the nursery as his punishment. Below are the pictures of the final hours of nursery construction last night. Between a cat who thinks the bassinet and chenille is a great place to nap, a dog who must lick, sniff, and investigate every single item in the room (especially those items that might end up in Grace's mouth) and Jeff, I may be better off finishing the job by myself! Jeff has discovered a new use for the Boppy pillow. Now if I can just teach one of these 3 helpers to breastfeed for me . . .
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Jeff are you doing research for "battle of the sexes"? Ha!
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