Three weeks. That's it! I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and in three short weeks I will be holding Baby A. and happily reminding everyone that I am OUT OF THE BABY MAKING BUSINESS. This uterus is officially closed. I've already let my doctor know that, after my C-Section, she's free to give all baby making parts to charity. Don't want them. Don't need them.
All of that being said.... oh crap.... I have three weeks to clean all of the baby items hubby pulled down from the attic, clean this house, finish my 25 days of December project, and assemble Pack & Plays, swings, bouncy seats, etc. Of course, I'm big as a house and all I want to do is eat Twinkies and watch Frasier reruns on Lifetime.
When I say big as a house, I mean big. My friend Jenny and I stopped off at Mimi's last night for a light salad and we were seated at a booth. I went to sit down and couldn't fit in. Hmmmm... I tried the other side and couldn't fit in that side either. We had to find a waiter and ask to be seated at a table. The busboys snickered.
I'm hoping to finish all baby prep work this week, so that I can find time to do something creative. Hopefully I'll have something pretty for you to look at in the next few days....