I can't imagine why, but I've been behind in my blogging posts yet again. I'm due to have this little one any day now, and since I'm longingly staring at a bottle of castor oil, I decided to catch up my little happy space and get my mind off of birth and when the the blessed event will happen. However, I must show you one pregnancy picture...My dear sister Millie was due three weeks before me (you wouldn't know it from this picture), and her little Harris is here and well and beautiful.
I guess maybe the fourth child pops out quicker in terms of belly size. Or that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I'll admit...I'm not my normal self these days. I've been trying to really pare down my to do list and understand the difference between mandatory items and "let's skip that out this time" events. It's been refreshing, but at the same time, I feel a bit disengaged, like I fell off my wagon. I've been eating out a lot. Craig says the baby is going to come out with red pigtails, wearing striped socks and holding a Frosty. I've craved Wendy's most of this pregnancy....yikes! And so darn emotional. I mean, I cry at the movie Elf (actually I do that when I'm not pregnant...every time that darn sleigh finally flies). But still, at Christmas, Craig's extended family surprised me with a baby shower, and I cried like a baby.
A few holiday pictures....tipis for Thanksgiving (I don't care what the tutorial said, these were hard to make), Christmas tree shopping with cousins, making cookies for Santa, and our gingerbread house that seemed to lose decor daily....
I'm hoping tomorrow I'll be in labor and off to the Birth Center to meet sweet Nell.
