Anyway, not sure why I told you that story but what I MEANT to blog about was how hard it's been for me to SLOW DOWN and keep my feet up when my body is clearly telling me to (oh HAI Braxton Hicks as I type this). I know I'm only a couple days away from being full term and at this point labor wouldn't be risky, but I still feel like I have so much to do. Rooms to reorganize, clothes to wash and fold, swings and rockers and monitors to put together.
Katy clearly has no problem relaxing and putting her feet up.
I've also been kniting baby items like mad. MAD I tell you. I hope that Fresno plans on freezing over this summer because I have clearly forgotten that I live in a DESERT and DMC is going to be born in late May or June.
It's seriously a little nuts.
I've also now got an uncontrollable urge to knit socks again. Which I don't usually wear. ESPECIALLY FROM MAY-NOVEMBER.
Cest La Vie. At least I'm using up some stash yarn from like 5 years ago.
Other photos from the iPhone. My rose tree, AKA the Pride of the Backyard, is blooming and I LOVE IT.
I plan on sitting under it tomorrow morning with my sock and chai (shhh... don't tell the preggo police)
AND
Matt trying out the BabyBjorn. It's a good look on him. All he needs is a beer in one hand and a cigar in the other and he's a shoe-in (or shoo-in? I can never remember) for Father of the Year.
I think we should put Viva in there since she's about the same weight of an infant, but I don't think either of them share my enthusiasm for this idea.