38 weeks pregnant. Yea, yea, I know alot of first timers go to infinity and beyond with their first babies. This chick is not having it. Can I tell you how swollen my poor little ankles are? My bones are probably going to crumble into dust if I put on anymore weight. Although not gaining weight would involve me putting down those six packs of chocolate donuts and toll house cookies i have come to love and adore. Ben and Jerry run a close race with the previous mentioned. OH sure, I laugh, I poke fun at myself, and all of the above ...the truth ....I am done.. stick a fork in me! Don't get it twisted, I still love seeing little mans foot glide across the top of my belly but when he kicks me in the ribs, oh my goodness!!! I think he giggles when he hears me curse. I woke up at 430 this morning...for reasons I am totally unaware of. All I know is, there were cabinets downstairs just begging for me to rearrange. Did I do it? No...why?? oh because I have these elephant sized kankles that cripple me after walking down a flight of steps. So walking at all is now out of the question. You think it's hilarious..and I'm glad to entertain, but seriously...can we just get the patocin ball rolling here? Things I have tried to get this going...
Walking- 3 miles one day last week..a mile or two the other days...with no light at the end of the tunnel
Pineapple- I bought a fresh one, butchered it, downed it, and ended up with a raw tongue
Cleaning house- the best it's looked since stephen and I married 4 years ago. He's elated to say the least. I've scrubbed all but his desk (no telling what i find on this thing) but i did disinfect the key board.
I've also bought carpet, assembled coffee table and end tables, painted the living room (with much ventilation) rearrange furniture (nothing too heavy), washed my vaccuum...that's right..i said it. vaccuumed couches, scotch guarded couches, I mean aside from spit shining the place with a toothbrush, i've pretty much done it all.
but to no avail.
He'll come when he's ready. If he's anything like stephen...he'll be late and move at a turtle's pace. =) I mean that in sweet way.
Am I done bitching now? Yea...but you'll probably hear from me in a couple of unlabored days.