6 weeks to go!

This weekend I am heading out to Texas for a business conference. I was really hoping that it would be my break from the winter but it's snowing in Texas! So there goes my fantasy of lounging by the pool at night...sigh. I do plan on exploring the River Walk and enjoying my hotel room nonetheless. I honestly love traveling for work as long as I go to good places ;)

My co-worker just came back today after 6 weeks and she looks as she did before she got pregnant! She said she only nursed for a week but it all came off on its own in like 3 weeks. I don't know that my body snaps back that well so I will be wearing a band home from the hospital. I actually took my measurements last night to place my order and it appears that my waist has gone from 31 inches pre-baby to 42 inches at 34 weeks. It is my understanding that my stomach will be pretty much the same size as it is today right after delivery just really mushy so the band should help support my muscles (if I ever had any) and organs as they shrink back down.

This weekend my very brave friends ventured into where no Jones has been before: the attic. Yes, we have managed to live in our house for more than 2 years and avoided the attic the entire time. Attics are creepy and I was especially worried about scared of children living in the attic (too many movies). Apparently I am the only person who worries about this and needless to say, all the 2 year old baby clothes have been safely stowed in the attic.

Since I am finally in the final stretch things will move along quickly and before we know it I will be back to my normal self. I really wish we would settle on a name but I know that DH is going to be difficult about it until the last minute. I was lamenting to my home-girl last night about how the baby is coming just in time for me to NOT have the summer off. It has been my dream for 13 years to get just one summer off...I see the irony as another great example of how God has a sense of humor ;)

Just Checking in

As promised, here is a picture of the great wall of diapers.


I have been making lots of progress on my to-do list this week: Taxes are done, files are cleaned up and I Costa Rica Hotel booking is almost set. DH doesn't understand why I someone else couldn't handle the Costa Rica trip and I see his point but I also know that is far less aggravating if I just handle it; besides, if you want something done, ask a busy person to do it ;)

I am officially 8 months along...it's really happening! I haven't given much thought to labor nor do I intend to take a class (too late anyway to sign up) but I am using my Jedi mind tricks to make the 5-8 weeks that remain easy. I can now fit all my maternity shirts (lesson: I should have actually waited until I really needed them and then I would have gotten them on clearance!). I am still feeling good and my apetite is starting to come back although I really do not have any room to eat yet. I could use a nap during the day but then again EVERYONE would love to have a nap during the day, world peace and not to have to work for a living...

I saw a quote this weekend that read " some people don't have a life until they have children and some people have a life and add children." I love the concept of Zoe fitting into my life and not becoming my life :o) Although I still have my "what did I get myself into" moments, I have no doubt in my mind that my life will continue to be this great adventure. If I ever start to become dull, you have my full permission to stage an intervention.

Let it Snow!

I am hoping for snow tomorrow so that I can stay home and get stuff done on my to-do list (so geeky, I know). I have 4 boxes of baby clothes to sort through and a box of baby toys in addition to working my Costa Rica trip and taxes. I am going to focus on getting my taxes and Costa Rica taken care of because I still have plenty of time to actually convert my guest room.

We did get our "pallet" of diapers...48 boxed containing 160 diapers each! DH managed to stack them up really high in the garage...I will try to get a picture when I get home today

I don't think I do a good job at 'acting' pregnant... my male co-workers make weekly comments about me not really being pregnant because I am too happy. I also made another lady almost choke on her coffee when someone asked me about movement and I said it looks like 'alien' to me when she moves :o) I dont' like people feeling sorry for me and I like to be silly...my bad son, my bad.