Waiting has never been easy for me. Whether I’m waiting for little things…the coffeemaker, my book I ordered to come in the mail,  even (or especially) that rollercoaster line that lasts two hours…or waiting for the big things…college graduation, marriage, pregnancy…I always find myself struggling to make the most of that idle time. I want meaning!… Continue reading Waiting on my life to change…

I realize sometimes I sound like a basketcase on this blog who worries and frets and stresses about having a baby. But just this morning, as I was out on my walk, I was reminded of how funny having a baby really is. How funny you act, how funny you look, and how funny other people… Continue reading It’s actually quite funny, you see…

You would think that since I’m done working, I’d have more time to blog. But nesting has reared its ugly head, and between that and putting my grotesquely swollen ankles up, time quickly slips through my pudgey hands. I am definitely in the home stretch. I am 36 weeks pregnant, 37 this weekend, which is… Continue reading Time bomb

Dear Third Trimester, You know, I’m not one to believe in rumors. I didn’t want to believe what they said about you. They said you made things uncomfortable (even miserable), you slowed everything down, and you made sure my thighs went straight down to my feet, not bothering to distinguish between knees and ankles. They… Continue reading Dear Third Trimester,

As I am typing this blog post, Michael Buble’s song “The Best Is Yet To Come” is playing on Pandora.com. That is the perfect way to describe the way I feel on the morning of the first day of my third trimester. The past couple weeks, I have been pretty stressed. With nesting and work… Continue reading Third trimester jitters…

Last Friday, I got to use a gun all day. And by gun, I do mean scanner. And by “use,” I do mean I zapped bar codes. Registering for baby items is unlike anything I have ever done in my life. A week and a half ago, I got a little taste of it while… Continue reading I’m pretty good with a gun…

I kid you not; here is a post I began last week: I have to preface this post by saying I am taking a huge risk in publishing this. I am knocking on wood for all I’m worth now, and telling you not to be surprised if another post pops up tomorrow that more or… Continue reading the only thing that makes sense right now is cookies

One super fun thing about being pregnant (even during these recent very slow parts) is watching Cody handle the transformation. Sure, he was excited at first but now that my belly is starting to show, he will eyeball it now and then and say, “wow there really is a baby in there.” And he’ll say… Continue reading Guys and girls, trucks and dolls

If second trimester was a person, I would play with her everyday at recess, sit with her at lunch, have sleepovers all the time, braid her hair, make her flower tiaras, tatoo her name on my forehead, and totally be her BFF. As all the books say, this is the easiest trimester of the pregnancy. But… Continue reading Big ol’ belly

I’ve discovered that a favorite question for pregnant women is: How are you feeling?? Which is a great question to ask! It really is because it shows that you care, that you want to know what’s going on with the pregnancy, and that if she needs anything, you’ll run and get it. The only problem is,… Continue reading Slow Mo