Winding down at work

Today the Jordan Middle School staff threw a shower for the two expecting mommies on staff. Since I love to have work friends to share the pregnancy journey with me, one of my colleagues in the English department graciously decided to have a baby in October too. Baby Girl McDonough is due a few weeks after Baby Boy Tassa... and we've already decided they're going to prom together. Well, at least to a sixth grade Jordan dance;).

I'm officially full term this week, and definitely suddenly feeling it. The awful heat wave we've had the past few days probably hasn't helped, but I have taken a sharp turn for exhausted, emotional, fragile in general. I had planned to work through next Thursday... we will see if that actually works out!

And the countdown begins...

We are officially in the final month of pregnancy, and (knock on wood) I am feeling great. In spite of the fact that I am working full time at a job that doesn't really work well when you're seated, and the fact that I leave THAT job for ANOTHER "job" that doesn't work well when you're seated, I am actually feeling better than I did over the summer when most days I had neither of those jobs;). Go figure! This has me hopeful that baby boy #2 will be coming more or less on time, not too early or late...

We've finally gotten around to nesting: rearranging furniture, washing clothes, and digging out baby gear from the garage. Although we are not fully set up, I do feel better knowing the major pieces necessary for the first few weeks are in place. The rest will fall into place. Aiden seems to be taking a little walk down memory lane... he asked if he could lay down on the changing table today.


He looks so big compared to the last time! Hard to believe a new little guy will soon be gracing the nursery with his presence!

Who's Jumping on the Bed?

The other night I woke up around 2:00, which is normal, but this time, the bed seemed to be shaking, which is not normal. It felt like someone was jumping on the bed, but the room was perfectly quiet. As I lay there and regained some consciousness, it became apparent who was jostling me in my sleep.

Baby Pineapple. Jumping. Inside my stomach. And shaking the bed.

I never thought it was possible, but this baby might give Aiden a run for his money in the jumping department:).


Also, here's the 7-month belly shot. This is about the time in the pregnancy when I start to think, "I can't POSSIBLY get any bigger, right?" Heh, heh, heh.