36 Weeks & Counting

I'm now 36 weeks and some change. I was doing so well with my monthly updates, but let's face it I'm tired. I'm feeling large and in charge these days. It gets harder and harder to bend over or squat so whatever it is I dropped has to be pretty darn important, otherwise it's going to stay on the floor until I can convince Oakley to pick it up or until Josh gets home. For those of you that stop by I apologize now for the crap on my floor (usually toys, shoes, socks, sippy cups, books, etc), but at least now you understand why it's there. Odds are I couldn't convince Oakley to pick it up for me. I'm glad it has warmed up so I don't have to tie my shoes anymore I can just put on flip flops, but the down fall to that is that I can't paint my toes. I don't dare leave that up to Josh because I have a feeling he would paint my entire toe just so I would never ask him to do it again. ha ha ha. I know they have salons for this sort of thing, but who wants to take a 20 month old to a nail salon? Let's face it there would be no relaxation for anyone that day. All in all I can't complain. I'm truly blessed to have a healthy family. So far I don't have a blood pressure problem like I did with Oakley. It could have something to do with the fact that I cook more at home and I'm not eating Carl's Jr. and Chili's everyday. I haven't had any major swelling...just the usual puffiness. I'm no where near as big as I was with Oakley.

I still don't have the nursery ready for the little guy, but the reality is he won't sleep in there for a few months anyway because his mom is neurotic. It's funny how you're ok with everything not being ready when the second one arrives. That's not to say I wouldn't like it to be ready, but time has not been on our side with getting the basement done. I got the bassinet cleaned and ready. I still need to get the car seat out and clothes washed, but I did buy diapers the other day. So, if he shows up tomorrow at least he has a place to sleep and I have diapers and I'm ok with that.

We still don't have a name picked out. I'm guessing we won't until he gets here and we see what name fits him best. My mom is having a hard time believing me on this one because we had Oakley's name picked out before we ever thought of getting pregnant. For some reason she thinks I'm keeping it a secret.

So, here's to a fast labor and delivery (in next 2 weeks would be good), a quick recovery, and sanity when I get home. Cheers!