Jealousy

I've been looking at pictures of my friends' houses on their blogs (that's you Jess and Kathleen) and I am seriously jealous! I cannot wait to have a real house and an actual nursery. I have so much cute stuff to decorate my baby's room with, but no where to put it, so right now it's just sitting in a box. Sniff. I can't wait to decorate my own home the way that I want to and to be able to actually paint the walls! Oh, to not have white walls, that will be the day. I guess what I am saying is this; as much as it will pain us to leave our lovely Manhattan, I couldn't be more excited to get to Virginia and be able to have more room and decorate my own home! (It won't really be ours, we'll just rent, but you get the gist)

Soooooo jealous! I can't wait to have a nursery.... sigh...

BUT, for now we are making the best of what we have. We really do LOVE our little apartment and will miss it a lot when we move as well, but since our family is expanding so is my need for more space and more freedom to decorate. That is all. Sorry this was such a rant fest.

no good, rotten, very bad day

Well, I went to the doctor today and he checked me out. Nothing. Apparently I'm not even close, so thanks for all the pointers for trying to induce, and we did try a few, but looks like she isn't ready yet.

So, to cheer me up, Dan and I rented Megamind and ordered a pizza and are spending the evening in. Love my man. Funny movie. Good food. Not a bad end to the day.

Great Expectations

So, turns out Dan has this whole week off. This was just about the best surprise we could have gotten, and he is really enjoying himself. Because he has this week off I am doing everything I can think of to speed this little lady's coming as much as possible. There is no guarantee that if she comes after this week that Dan will get any time off to see her. Thank you Vet School. So, any old wives tales about inducing labor you wanna share with me would be much appreciated. I'll try almost anything, but I draw the line at eating weird things. No thanks.

Our crib got delivered today. Unfortunately, it was the wrong crib. Womp womp. So, we had to call them so they could come pick up this giant box and send us the right one. We'll probably get the real deal in a week or so, but it's no biggie since we were just going to leave it in the box anyways. (Easier to move to Virginia that way)

Dan got a call from an Army guy this afternoon saying that he has a hard copy of his orders! Yay! Dan will meet with him on Thursday and get his orders, so then we'll actually know WHEN we're leaving and be able to apply for housing, moving, etc. Exciting news!

Here's hoping baby comes tonight!

About Nothing

I am obsessed with the way my bed looks when it's made

Unfortunately, it's hardly ever made
Because I'm always in it

I am now 37 weeks and would love it if this little girl came early

In other news:
I am now wearing my wedding ring around my neck
because I'm terrified that eventually I won't be able to take it off

There is nothing else in this apartment to clean or organize
and I'm bored

p.s. Remember those straight AE jeans I wore almost everyday?
I miss them
A lot
I also miss being able to wear a skirt
those were the good 'ole days...
However, I do LOVE my maternity dresses
I'll probably miss them

Hobbies: Revisited

Banana Bread. Yum.
Not Pictured: all different kinds of cookies that Dan devoured
very quickly

Baby rag quilt

Other quilt. This one isn't quite finished. It still needs a border

Eventual burp rags. Not quite finished yet

Dear Baby

I don't wanna force you into this crazy world before you're ready, but I am quite ready to meet you. Pregnancy has been great, up until about 2 weeks ago. I used to love your kicks and movements and would watch with great interest to see where you were going and how your body was positioned. But now, it's so crammed in there that your movements usually hurt or just make me incredibly uncomfortable. It's not your fault that you're like a genie in a tiny lamp, but know that there is a lot more room out here in the world just waiting for you to explore. Also, your tiny self is making it impossible for me to sleep through the night and pregnancy is amplifying my allergy symptoms to the point that I can't go outside at all. So, I guess I am trying to persuade you to come as early as possible. I am no longer terrified about birth or being a good mother, as I am more focused on just not wanting to be pregnant anymore. I want to hold you, kiss you, and cuddle you. I want to lay on my back and wear normal clothes. I already love you so much, little girl, but you're making life a little difficult lately. Please come out soon.

-Love,
Mom

BYU won!!!!! By 22!!!!!!! They have to keep winning, cause I'm only about half way done with my bucket of cheeseballs. Britany and I ate at a fancy restaurant for our anniversary, and man were we out of our league. Whenever I eat at a place like that, I always feel like everyone around us knows that we don't belong and at any moment our waiter will make us stand up and escort us to the peasant table. Britany is about ready to pop. She says that women have a hormone that makes them forget all the pains they go through during pregnancy, so they don't hesitate to have more kids later on. I'm assuming the men are just supposed to keep their mouths shut, right? I sure as heck won't forget. I wonder if I'll feel guilty when she gets pregnant again? Probably not. Little Evelyn already has more clothes, furniture, and toys than I do. It just dawned on me that I'm about to be outnumbered by the women in my own home! I need to go buy a violent video game or something to restore the balance. Or a pot-bellied pig named Grumkins.