The countdown

I think it is really starting to sink in that this kid will be arriving in the not-so-far away future. My belly is getting bigger every day and people have started stopping me on the street to ask when I am due. At least it no longer looks like I have eaten too many doughnuts (I did have one the other day, yum). We also had dinner with some friends last Tuesday that were preggo too. They were 4 wks away from due date. She had just stopped working that day and they had just taken their last baby-prep class. Good thing. We got a call on Friday that baby decided to make an early appearance. Congrats to them and their baby girl!
Hubby and I were very excited for them and admittedly a little panicked that our baby-prep timeline might not be as long as we thought. I think it was the wake up call that we needed to really work on getting this house ready for baby. Soon.
I know that I need to do it, but it is sunny outside and the last thing I want to do is dig through my closet and old grad school notes. blah.

I think I will just tell myself that I can go down to the ice cream shop if I spend a few hours on the room. Yep, that was all the motivation I needed. I am off to clean...

At Tarbelle's request...

Sorry I have been slacking on the updates. This has been one busy summer! Let's see... I finished my (main) job and then was babysitting full time for a friend for a month. It was great to get into baby mode but damn that boy wore me out. Who knew a 5 month old could be so exhausting? He is adaorable and his parents passed on TONS of baby stuff to our baby boy bun in the oven. Yep. Having a boy!!!
Then it was wedding season and I got to party it up (if you call no alcohol and bed at 10pm a party) at the weddings of two of my good friends. It was great fun. Then my little sis and BIL came to visit. Now that was fun! I crammed every activity I could think of into their short trip here. It was really just bribary to get them to come back and visit again.

Whew. So that was the rest of my summer in a nutshell. Now I am (mostly) job free and coming to the realization that I have done zero to prepare for this kid. I think it really hit home this morning when my OB suggested I choose a pediatrition. Oh, right. This kid will need a doctor. He might also need a room, a crib, a changing table, a car seat and a few other goodies. I have 120 something days to make that happen. I think I can handle that. As long as he stays put until sometime in December, I will be OK.