New mantra: “PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE”

Look who’s nesting…

I am not even 40 weeks folks…this is SAD.

 

I made it to the thrift shop today and headed out with 2 bags of clothes for Andrew and Baby for 8 dollars. Well they may or may not be for Baby. Depending on if this baby has a liking for blue or pink. Minor details. I did err on the pink side but that was because the selection was decidedly more pink this time. But I did end up with several neutral numbers as well as a few definite boy additions. As well as a shirt with DOGS on it that would be great for either. Looking at infant clothes reminded me of just how fast babies grow out of the 0-3 mo. things and into the 3-6 mo. and beyond. Crazy crazy. I just love all the stages. But I have to admit the really itsy bitsy tiny tiny stage is ADORABLE. I love love love it. The tiny fingers, toes and that little button nose. Aw and new baby smell. This is getting painful, talk about mounting anticipation.

Well, yesterday the anticipation was more than I could handle and I was feeling a bit out of my mind with impatience to actually be able to know who I have been carrying for (tomorrow it will be) just at 9 months. I googled this and came up with this and this. So that is how I am feeling to answer the question of the year.

Lately what I have been doing while I wait for baby to show up is cook (Andrew is not complaining). So far I have made potato dishes most often. For some reason this pregnancy potatoes (and avocados) have been a very friendly food. Today is make fresh salsa and sushi day. I need to get busy. Here are the tomatoes fresh from Lydia’s garden. Mm I refuse to buy store tomatoes! Only fresh tomatoes are edible in my opinion.

 Tonight I might try to convince Andrew we should change the name if we have a girl. I doubt he will budge. For the books I still love the old name but I just have this desire to have a surprise of a name if we have a girl. And therefore I have done the unthinkable and changed my mind. It was bound to happen right? Well maybe it won’t in the long run. Andrew is like a rock of steadfastness. Just last night I told him how much I appreciate his steadiness. Oh woops, now he really won’t budge. I love him anyways.