Update!

Wow, it’s been a long time since we’ve posted. Each night, Matt takes our laptop to class, and I am left without a computer. With what little time I do get with this fabulous machine, I find myself catching up on email. Enough excuses! I’ll give a quick re-cap of what we’ve been up to:

Labor Day Weekend: Since the day we moved into our first apartment, Matt has complained about our dining room table. It was a hand-me-down from my sister’s college days and first years of marriage. It had definitely been used and well-loved. I thought it was charming. Matt thought it was tacky. He finally convinced me that we needed a new table. We found one that we liked, and loaded it into our CUV. That poor little RAV4 did one heck of a job transporting the 54”x54” table and 8 chairs back to our house!


We were very excited to have a table that we could feed our entire family at during visits, and we didn’t have to wait long to try it out. On Sunday night, my mom called my cell phone and asked me if we had any room for her and my dad to stay the night. They were sitting in our driveway! I knew they were on their way back to Indiana from moving my brother to Orlando, but I never dreamed they’d take a detour through North Carolina. They were excited to get to surprise us, but they ended up being surprised since we weren’t home when they got to our house. We were out shopping a half hour’s drive away!

The following weekend, my “nesting” phase set in. I decided it was time to wash the baby’s bedding and hang pictures and curtains. Please forgive the quality of the picture- I took it with my cell phone. Minus a few final touches, baby’s room is ready for her arrival!


This past weekend, the “nesting” continued. I cleaned up our landscaping, planted flowers, made a wreath for the front door, and made hair bows and a tutu for the baby. We also decided it was time for an updated “belly progression” picture.


Pregnancy-wise, things are going well. Every stranger on the street loves to tell me “You’re so tiny!” right after they ask “When are you due?” Undoubtedly, this conversation always makes me feel like there’s something wrong with me, but my midwives assure me I’m measuring exactly where I should be. My level of comfort has significantly decreased over the past few weeks as my daughter has firmly planted herself between my hip bones and my ribs. With approximately 6 weeks of pregnancy left, I look forward to holding my baby in my arms soon instead of her using my bladder as a pillow and my lungs as a kicking target.

Well, that's all I have for now. I hope to post a little more frequently in the future!