Yup...

I'm still pregnant. It kind of sucks. Ok, so its really not that bad, I know there are many many worse things in this world. I just am ready for him to come out. I've never been good at waiting. Here is a "hot" picture of me...

Nice, isn't it? Don't you wish you were me.

What in the world...

Today my husband proved he is his mother's son. This is what was on my back porch when I came home today. Not exactly what I was hoping to find at my house a week or so before I give birth. I definitely appreciate his caring and love for animals, but this is not what I need right now!! Especially since this dog is very stubborn, old, and fat. And when I gave the dog food, he almost immediately puked it up on the back porch. I made flyers to put up tomorrow, so hopefully we'll find the owners. Hopefully there are owners and he/she was just dumped in our neighborhood.

I haven't been feeling the best lately, maybe that means labor is approaching. I hope so! I just need to somehow procure our Pack and Play (long story about that) and I'll have everything except a baby (outside the uterus that is)!

I feel so smart...

Yippee, a picture!! I finally figured it out. Hopefully I can figure out even more cool stuff. So this is a picture of the Nameless Wonder's nursery, taken from the door. Notice the completely awesome paint job, done by Ross and yours truly. A note on the chair/ottoman combo, we will probably not be keeping the ottoman. When they delivered the furniture on Saturday, they left it, even though we didn't order it. They called and said they were coming back for it, but they haven't yet. So, I'm guessing they'll eventually come back for it, but who knows.

Hmmm...let me add another picture...

Woo-Hoo, I'm getting good at this. This is the memo board I made out of a receiving blanket. I know, I need to fix that ribbon. This project is what set off Ross's obsession with receiving blankets. He thought that the baby only got one, when he was actually born, so he wondered why I would make a memo board out of a blanket that would be all gross. I explained that receiving blanket was just the name, but he still finds it a funny name and now refers to everything with the birthing process as receiving. He's a dork, but I love him!

Here's a closet picture. The clothes that you see are just the newborn and 0-3 month sizes, the rest are hanging over to the side. The basket above the clothes is full of his onesies. Not too exciting, I know, but I'm just enjoying adding these pictures!

I can't believe I'm going to be a mom in 2 1/2 weeks at the absolute most. How many times in your life can you say that? I'm finally able to say I'm ready, at least 95%. I have a few more things to get, but if he were to come today, I would be able to handle it. As far as stuff goes, now emotionally, I don't know how that is going to go. I know God will take care of us, He always does.