Sunday, October 24, 2010
Pumpkin Patch '10
We had been wanting to go for awhile, and it just so happened that the weather was perfect and baby isn't on his way yet. Got some kettle corn and hot apple cider. Didn't pick out a pumpkin though... none seemed to fit Erin's standards.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
A few weeks to go
This week our good friends Ryan and Katie had their baby boy Odin. That means that we are just a few weeks behind them. We got the nursery cleaned out and soon realized that the "boys" will have to share a closet until we find some more real estate. The nursery wouldn't be full without all the generous support we have received from family and friends of whom we would like to express our deepest gratitude.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Oh and did you hear?
Kevin got 25 million on Buzz Lightyear. Tell your friends. I guess my 11 million isn't too shabby either. The Hoovers and Trista got pretty high scores too.
Yes I stopped the ride and yes it was stopped for an unusually long time. But it was still hard work.
Friday, October 8, 2010
36 weeks...and counting down
Look baby love in my tummy, I've absolutely adored housing you but it's getting to be about that time. You've had a very warm welcome since the day I found out you were in there, but to be honest baby, you're starting to wear out your welcome. Ok FINE you can stay 40 weeks if you insist, but 38-39 weeks would be a lot better for me. I miss sushi. I want to sleep on my stomach again. I want to wear my wedding ring. I want to ride on the Tower of Terror and not have to stop 8 times to rest while walking to it. I'd like to be skinny again some day baby, even though at some point (in the very distant future) another baby will make me a walking whale again, I'd like to fit into my skinny jeans. It will be nice to not have the sense of smell of a vampire and I'm sure Kevin will love when these pregnancy hormones start to fade. But of course most of all I can't wait to meet you. I'm so looking forward to you bugging me outside of my body, because literally as I'm writing this it feels like you're trying to break my ribs. I can't wait to name you and dress you and hold you. Waking up to feed you sounds way better than waking up to go to the bathroom or get into a semi comfortable position. Again. And again. So what do you say, baby? Lets get this show on the road.
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