Showin' Skin

I utterly hate this picture. Seriously. But yesterday, E convinced me to continue what we started, even though I looked like a washed out, exhausted "patty," to use a term E and I incorporated into our private vocabulary some time ago. (I'll let you guys guess about the definition of Patty... can't be that difficult!) I'm glad we took it, I'm just not happy with it at the moment.

I sized the picture a little smaller for the reasons stated above.

OK. That's it for this evening. Still cranky!

I just need a nap.

Look Ma, No Pants

It would seem that the baby has now "dropped" -- at least I hope it has. If a further drop is to come before delivery, well, wait. I don't know where I'm going with this. No further drop is possible. Period. There's no room left. I've nary a pair of pants left that fit comfortably, with the fine exception of one solitary pair of yoga pants (these don't really count since I can't wear them to client meetings!). The rest I wear with a grimace as they dig deeply into my abdomen when I sit. Nice.

So, for the most part, when I'm at home (99.999 percent of the time) I either wear no pants, or wear PJ bottoms. Right now? No pants. It's true. The only exception is if someone happens to drop by. (Lucky for them.)

"In other news": I'm kind of boring these days. I whine and eat and make frequent trips to the ladies'. Bet you wish you were here!

Nutty Rant

I've got the blues. Or whatever you want to call them. Blues. Mullygrubs. A case of the nerves. I've got them all.

While I'm so excited for the Bean to arrive, I'm unbelievably unsettled by the unknown as pertaining to how we'll manage it all. Seems like a ridiculous worry considering the majority of adults on the planet have been through the same thing, but walking hand-in-hand with the mullygrubs has arrived an inability to rationalize.

So, my postings have been sparse.

Not to mention, it seems I was quite ignorant to the realities of the aches and pains associated with pregnancy. And for the love of Pete, I'm only to be sleeping on my left side!?!??! I wake up on my right side, on my back (though I'm sure I wake as soon as I shift to this position because it makes me feel as if I'm being smothered...), and even -- gasp -- leaning heavily on my enormous belly. Each time a panic strikes. Have I hurt the Bean?

And I love my doctor. I really do. But I'm feeling I may scream at her if she reminds me once more of the importance of "left side sleepinggggggg." AHHH!!!!!

I apologize if any spittle leaped through the screen onto your keyboard. You know what happens when lunatics get wound up.

OK. So, here's this week's photo. Don't I look comfortable? And on a funny side note, my boobs are actually quite a bit larger, but you can't even tell because of the enormity of my belly.

Only 8 weeks to go...

Well, here I am... two days ago. How much larger will I get?

Getting scared.

Writer's Cramp

According to what I believe are generally accepted rules of etiquette, thank you cards are to be in the post within two weeks of gift receipt. Crapping rules. Look. Executing big plans sometimes demands more time -- correction ALWAYS demands more time -- than the simple route.

Case in point: I decided to create my own thank you cards because I wanted them to be personal. And special. I had found a website with designs that I LOVED. But I wanted to personalize the designs more than was possible ordering online. So, I bogarted the design and added a twist of my own. THEN, getting them printed required more time than I expected due to a few formatting issues. And STILL THEN, I trimmed them myself to get the bleed I wanted. I'm thinking that if you figure in the time I've spent on these, they must have cost me about $30 a card. So maybe the wallet damage wasn't quite that dire.

I'm really happy with the result though -- which I've posted so you can see. I paired the card with a bright yellow envelope.

Tonight, I managed to get 13 cards written. These will be in the mail tomorrow. I've vowed to myself to have them all complete by Tuesday!

Uff!

OK. I was under pressure from my mom to take this photo tonight. I was reluctant. I mean, I work from home now. Which means, many days, I'm looking, well, like this.

The funny thing is, I actually believed what I was saying when I told her that I didn't think I was that much bigger than I was a couple weeks ago. Well. After seeing this photo, I think I may have been wrong...

Changing topics, this past weekend, E and I made our whirlwind trip to Columbus for the UFC fight. OK. All you lovelies out there who just don't see the art in two well-trained, sweaty men first trying to put a physical "whoopin'" on the other and then give a little love when it's all over -- I can't help you. I'm not an art appreciation professor, so, you'll need to look elsewhere for guidance.

Let's just say, E had a lovely time. As did I! The drive was very scenic. This was the first time we had driven through western Pennsylvania, and I was surprised by the mountainous terrain and snow!

OK. I've got to wrap this up. Sorry for the two week pause between posts. Very busy.