Friday, July 23, 2010

The Home Stretchhhhhhhhhhh

After 2 weeks of maternity leave, I've pretty much gotten all the baby gear ready.

I'm not going to lie, it was/is awesome. Everyday was like Christmas--getting all these packages from Amazon, Target, Walmart,, etc. The UPS guy is like part of the family now, we see him so often.

Here's a changing table I made, which matches his bassinet (not pictured).

Nesting is fun, but you know what's not so fun? Being a big fat house. As I tell the spouse everyday--I feel so fat, fat, fatty, fat. Because I am. My rib cage has expanded a lot, my limbs are swollen with bloat, and of course, the ol' belly is looking like a huge ripe tomato. And the spouse says, without guile or much wisdom--"Yeah, you are much bigger, everywhere, not just your belly." Ugh. Honesty is over-rated.

When I lumber around the house, I seriously feel like Shrek, just less green.

Here's me in all my 9.5 month glory. Probably, the last belly pic I'll take until D-Day!

And I am so ready. Okay baby, you can come now!


pegpie said...

I used to always say stuff like, I feel fat like a cow or an elephant or a hippo or whatever large animal. And Bryan would always sternly tell me, Peggy, a hippo is NOT fat, they are the size God intended to be.

Alice in Wonderland said...

Bryan is a wise man. It's obvious his genius switch is always on.

Anonymous said...

Micah has that same Giraffe toy! We have ordered the same mobile for over Micah's crib. You look beautiful Christina! - Mandi

Anonymous said...

That is one good lookin' preggo woman!!!! Wowza.... :D