Monday

Monday morning -- getting ready for work proved to be slightly emotional today. I have a very limited selection of outfits that I still fit in. Pants aren't the problem but tops are. At this point my brother's t-shirts aren't covering the belly completely and that's INSANE. I ended up finding something in the end but not after a few tears were shed. It reminded me of fat days in high school.

I ended up being 15 minutes late for work and my boss didn't say anything about it. He just looked at me happily and said, "How ya feeling today?!" to which I teared up a little when answering. He smiled at me sweetly and somehow I contained my full on melt down. I have already picked out my outfit for tomorrow so there shouldn't be any crying.

Elaine told me today that she's been working on the bassinet and it's almost done. She said she thinks it's super cute and I can't wait to see it!!! Pictures will be posted when the time comes.

I'm still having Braxton Hicks contractions. They're daily at this point. I've gotten very skilled at ignoring them. We'll see on Wednesday if they're doing anything to help the baby down in to the pelvis. I'm not asking for labor but a little movement south by the baby wouldn't hurt, right?

I've discovered my favorite thing to do during my 9th month of pregnancy is shower and take baths. It feels so good and takes me away from feeling heavy and ungraceful. I've also discovered a new way to get out of the bath on my own so I don't have to be afraid of being stuck in there if Eric isn't home. It requires some patience but it works! If I could use words to describe what I have to do to get out of the tub I'd be an amazing writer -- am not amazing. Just trust me when I say it's gotta be humorous if you're an onlooker.

Underneath all these complaints I'm feeling fine. I sorta equate all this to having a REAAAAALLLLY long PMS. I'm healthy, the baby is healthy, but some days I just feel like I'm in a fun house where everything (me, my butt, my ankles, my emotions) are distorted.

Thank God for loving husbands! I'm so thankful that Eric still loves and accepts his ever expanding wife who complains a lot and sleeps like a hibernating bear.