The last 48 hours has brought A LOT of snow. So much snow that I have people calling me to request that I do not have the baby in this crazy weather. Let me just say that anyone who knows me, knows that I am a drama mama. If I have to call the firemen to come over to get me to the hospital, I will do so, after I put on some make-up of course. I am purposely making random messes in my house so that I can clean them up. I think I have stage one cabin fever...jumping in the snow and making snow angels looks so appealing, if I had someone to pull me up I would definitely be outside in the yard looking like a crazy penguin.
One of my good friends and mommy mentor stopped by last night to lend us her beautiful bassinet that she had used for all four of her kids. It is a classic, Disney-perfect piece of furniture that is so special and warm. You can feel the memories and imagine your own as you stare at it. Once again Angus has been spoiled by the love of others; what a lucky boy.
I have been watching Christmas movies and any baby show that I can find. I feel that I am addicted to crying, really why else would I do this to myself. I used to be extremely paranoid about every little unknown that could happen with pregnancy, and honestly I still am not 100% settled but I have to just leave it up to my higher power to get me through this last leg of the race. It is so hard for some one like me to relax and let go of control. (yes I have control issues, but if you know me, you knew that!)
I have experienced pre-labour and have actually thought that I was finally getting some where but that was last week and I am still two people today. I am enjoying this alone time with my son for now but I would enjoy it if I could put him in his daddy's arms from time to time. My bed has turned into a collection of pillows, yes I have the wonderful preggo-body pillow but I am to the point where I have to turn from side to side because the extra weight on my joints hurts so much, all that to say lots of pillows are in my bed...poor Justin.
I never thought that I would miss working out but what I would give to be able to do crunches again or just to touch my toes with out holding my breath. Two days are left until my due date. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and you can bet that I will be bribing her to set me free!! AJ has loads of outfits that he needs to wear, so the sooner I can get him in them the better. I'm being realistic, this child of mine is not going to be a low-birth weight baby, all of his newborn and 0-3 months outfits might not even fit.
If the bribing doesn't work, I will be blogging with an update :)
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