At the very least (31 weeks, 3 days)

Hello, faithful readers and loved ones. Don't you just hate it when you go online to see a person's blog and they don't have something new everytime you go there? I do, so sorry I haven't been keeping you more up to date on things. I'm feeling tired and worn out, so no organized thoughtful posts at the moment. I have so much to post about though: finishing childbirth classes, Sprout's sweet new stroller, some pregnancy side effects that definitely get everyone laughing (I'm sure I'll laugh about it one day), more eBa(b)y adventures, etc. Overall, I've been feeling great and continue to appreciate everyone's kindness to me. (For example, Trish sent me the greatest box of clothes today for Sprout -- we shall not be wanting for footed pj's in the next 9 months for sure!) Also, expecting major progress on the conversion of the nursery this weekend. The room gets painted tomorrow and my office furniture gets moved out. After the painting, I'll be able to put up the curtains and start unpacking the closet where I have mounded the baby gear.

I still have a few worries, but how normal is that? I am a little worried about being ready -- there is no more time to put stuff off really. Just 60 days left on the calendar, people! Just 60 days before you get to meet some 2 new people: Sprout and Sprout's mama! (I'm definitely curious to know what she is like and just can't imagine her at all!)

Okay, quick story: I've been a little busy at work this month and neglected to eat enough today while at work. I had a 5 PM meeting and at 4:40 hollered out that I was going to go out and grab something quickly but I would be back. Apparently no one heard me! Sandra who rules our office only noticed I was gone when our 5 o'clock guest got there. I wasn't there to witness this but I guess it gave her a start, and she was looking for me on the deck and all around the 3 story office (we are in a townhouse). Reportedly she kept saying "How did we lose the pregnant woman? The REALLY pregnant woman?"

So, in summary: feeling good, been too busy, been tired, swollen, and working to figure it all out. It's a lot. But at the end of the day, I'm doing okay. At the very least, I have new monkey socks for Sprout. That's worth something.