32 Weeks!

Here we are approaching D-Day, and even after the past 31 weeks, I still have a hard time believing it's all actually happening. All the new gifts & gear contribute to the excitement for sure, but there are also some definite nerves involved. Not sure if there's more apprehension about the delivery, being a mom, or any potential changes in our marriage. But I'm just trusting natural instinct and hopefully any intuition my parents gave me to help us get by.

Smiling in pictures is pretty embarrassing -- you wouldn't believe how small my eyes get & how big my cheeks get. So we'll probably have to make do with the closed-mouth grin from here on out. I think laughter should be safe again after about 5 or 6 weeks post-birth.

Don't have too many problems with the ankles that seem to terrorize others (thank you, Mom for the good genes!), but you should see my hands sometimes! My veins pop so far out of my skin (about 1/8-1/4") that I look like I belong in a nursing home.

The chilly spell is wonderful. This is when I just can't get enough of the outside air. So I've started walking everyday, which is rejeuvinating for me and thrilling for Nelson. But it also sure makes me miss Charlie.

I've gotten most of the gifts from the shower put away, and am now working on just making sure everything is organized intelligently. Also have ordered many kids cd's and am getting those loaded on my ipod. I had to spend quite a bit of time listening to stuff to find non-cheesy non-electronic lullabies. Why James Taylor, Jack Johnson, and Sarah McLachlan don't have a lullaby cd is something I'll never understand.

Tory & I have a class this Saturday to hopefully educate ourselves so we have half an idea of what goes on during labor. Will give a full report afterwards. For now, I'm off to cataloging baby gear manuals.