It’s been a while, I know.Â Things have been quiet for me on the blog front this week but in case you’ve been wondering, this is what I’ve been up to:
Growing a Baby.Â My belly has officially reached “Bottom Gut Hanging Out And No Maternity Shirt Can Contain It” status.Â It kind of already looks like the baby has dropped, so low does my belly hang over my stretched-out elastic skirts, but I am pretty sure she’s going to be there for a while yet.Â I have been having quite a few Braxton-Hicks contractions too, which I barely had any of while pregnant with Avelyn.Â Each time I have one I think, “Maybe the baby will come early!” but I know that I will mostÂ likely give birth to a slightly over-baked, wrinkly-skinned peanut.
Debating With Steve About Names For the Baby.Â We are still stumped.Â There are a few potentials that we both kind of agree on, but nothing that really grabs us and shouts, “Bestow me upon your child!Â I shall serve her well!”Â We still have seven weeks to deliberate, but I know that we’ll soon be blankly staring into her hours-old face and shrug our shoulders and say, “We got nuthin’, kid.Â You name is going to be Baby.”
Nesting.Â I finished the bumper pads for the nursery and I love them!Â They are funky and chic and vintage-inspired.Â Just don’t look too closely at the seams; I can’t sew a straight line to save my life.Â I also made a little quilt while Avelyn slept in this morning.Â It is lumpy, but it will do.Â The nursery is nearly ready.Â We just need to hang the pictures on the wall.Â And by “we”, I mean Steve.
Moping.Â Christy moved on Saturday and I had a pretty emotional weekend as a result of her departure.Â I felt lonely and blue but am feeling better now, realizing that we will be able to keep in great touch with her and I am beyond blessed to have an amazing circle of girlfriends left here in Summerland to grieve with.Â Just a note to them all:Â if you leave me, I will cut of my big toe and mail it to you so that while you’re in your new house, provinces away, getting unpacked in your snazzy new house far away from me, you’ll have a bloody reminder of how devastated I am to have been left behind.Â I can’t handle another loss.
Â Not Taking Photos.Â I think that’s part of why I haven’t been posting as often lately.Â We are at the park or the beach most every day and by the time I have loaded up the bathing suits and towels and sippy cups and chairs and floaties and sand toys and goldfish crackers and fruit snacks and swim diapers, the last thing I feel like grabbing is my huge camera.Â So.Â Sorry.Â I need a caddy.
Wishing I Were On A Plane to BlogHer.Â Remember how I was planning to go to the conference and meet all my cool friends (for the first time)?Â But then I found out I couldn’t get medical coverage and in the off-chance I went into labour while in the U.S. of A, it would have ended up costing me hundreds of thousands of dollars?Â Yeah.Â That sucked.Â So, I bade farewell to Angella yesterday and told her to give you all a warm and hearty belly-bump from me.Â I’ll see you in ’09.
That’s about it.Â Now you know.