As of Late...

I've mostly been consumed with baby stuff. I shouldn't be, it's bad for my mental health. I've finally hit 37 weeks, the magical "full term" mark. But, I'm trying to keep up my mind game of James arriving one week late, which means four more really long weeks. The thought kills me at moments.

On the bright side, I've actually been a lot more comfortable. I can stand for longer than 30 minutes! This is a miracle. I can actually go grocery shopping and not limp out of the store using the cart as a walker. I don't have to lie down to recuperate after a walk, making dinner or showering and getting ready. And I can breath much easier, never a bad thing!

These of course come along with the fact that I never sleep well, have nightmares, every night all night long, usually about someone trying to kill me (could this be a parallel to how I'm actually feeling about being pregnant?), my maternity clothes are getting too small, I can't do the dishes because I can't get close enough to the sink and best of all I have a constant smear of who knows what just below my bellybutton which is also just below my line of sight. Taylor laughs at me constantly because I can't tell how dirty I am. I'm just not used to my stomach rubbing up against everything. 

Exhibit one, making breakfast Saturday morning a few weeks ago, you'd think I'd be able to see all that flour on me, nope. We laughed pretty hard when Taylor pointed it out to me and then even harder when I realized how Taylor was wearing his shorts.

Yep, inside out. We're going to make great parents. 

On a more successful note, the nursery is coming together. I'll take photos once it's a little more together, the crib is currently a holding tank for, well, pretty much everything. But, at least now you can see the floor!

Taylor was so proud of himself for putting the crib together! He blasted pandora and got to work. I had no idea he took these pics, he really wanted to commemorate the moment :) 

What a proud Dad!! He was so excited about the carseat. According to my mom, my dad has a very similar picture with Allison's carseat. Cute. 

I successfully completed my first sewing project! I used leftover fabric from a quilt Grandma Becky is making for James and a generous stack of other fabric scraps to put a little runner together to cover the top of his dresser/changing table. I'm pretty proud of myself :) Don't look too closely, there are plenty of mistakes. But for my first ever attempt, I'd say not too shabby! Now onto the hard part of the batting, backing, quilting, binding etc...it might have to wait for Grandma Becky to be 100% finished. 

So, the obsession with baby stuff...try as I might it's really hard to think about anything else. Alas, the countdown continues and my mind games live on. Any suggestions on surviving the last month of pregnancy? Which of course really means how do I make this baby come on his due date!?