33 Weeks!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

Feeling large 

I love 33, it's one of my favorite numbers.  So I am hoping for one of my favorite weeks.  I've been feeling hopefully lately -- I guess because if  I am not hopeful, then where would I be? In total despair? At yoga on Wednesday, we introduced ourselves and shared one word that came to mind when we think of birth (specifically, our own upcoming births).  I chose the word hopeful, it is no lie.  I am hopeful for so many things, but most of all, right now,  for her sweet and happy little face -- healthy and full of the most perfect life.

Speaking of her cute face -- we got to see her this week! We had an ultrasound, courtesy of Carrie's friend.  We seem to be falling in love with her more every day, just by her movements and rumblings alone. But it was amazing to see her little face, hands, feet, arms and legs! We were able to just sit and watch as she moved and kicked and stretched and scrunched up her face. Smitten.  Of course, we already think she is the cutest kid on the face of the earth.

 

 Her face - she had her hand in front on her nose, so it was hard to see it all at once

As much as we can't wait for her birthday, she's not quite done cooking yet. From her measurements she's around 4 lbs.  So keep cooking, little girl!  We'll have plenty of time to play when you are good and ready.

Her little lips and nose!

It was a quiet-ish weekend here.  We spent some time on Saturday visiting Baby Grand to look at cribs (again).  Feeling a bit overwhelmed by options and prices, convertible, fixed gate, etc. etc.  The gal at Baby Grand is very helpful and before we were out the door we had tried on a few baby slings and made some adjustments on our registry... I think.  We may have left there more confused than when we walked in.  I still love to go though.  So many fun things. The BOB is on order, but not yet in -- should be just a few more weeks. I might want to start pushing it around as soon as we get it.

Another wild Saturday night dinner -- turkey burgers, oven fries and a splash of wine

 

Today is Mother's Day -- and we did not do a darn thing to celebrate (well, we did call our mothers). I was up early and James was not far behind.  He started working on the back of the house (small peeling paint issue) and I went to work on organizing baby's room.  It is in disarray, to put it mildly.  I am hoping it will be in order soon.  The biggest issue is, how on earth do you organize all those little items?  I finally decided the best way to deal with socks that tiny, was to put them in a basket.  Check out the pic -- No, the basket is not small -- we REALLY have that many socks for her. We have as many mittens so she won't scratch her face thingys and hats to protect her from the sun and snow and any other hazards. Where to put all those little things that don't fit neatly into a little square? I have never been a basket person, but it's starting to make some sense.

  Her feet will never go cold!

 

This week will bring another appointment with our midwife, a breastfeeding class and a shower on Saturday! Is it too early to start wishing for next weekend?