It’s getting closer and closer. I think that I’m in a semi-nesting state of mind. I say “semi” because I totally have the desire to get things all ready, but I just haven’t really been acting on those desires. I went to bed last night planning the things that I need to do today, because I’ve spent this week, so far, just kind of resting. Lounging around, reading…the whole nine yards according to “Living My Life as a Slacker”. So, today was going to be the day that I caught up on the general upkeep of the house. My stomach hurts, though. And my back. Really bad. I don’t know what’s up with that, other than about an extra thirty pounds carried right in front. Anyway, I’ve not got much done, although I have showered. That’s something. I just keep all of these lists in my head, and plan to get around to them sometime in the next ten days.

Lists such as:

Today, I need to…
1. Catch up the laundry.
2. Sweep the kitchen.
3. Vacuum the living room.
4. Go to the grocery store.

and

Before the baby gets here, I want to…
1. Go through the bags of hand-me-downs for Kyra that are stacked in the hall closet.
2. Clean out the refrigerator.
3. Make a lasagna to freeze for after the baby is here.
4. Clean out, vacuum, and wash the van.

and also

Before the baby gets here, I have to…
1. Clean up the baby’s carseat.
2. Buy a few more receiving blankets, since I forgot I gave most of Elijah’s away.
3. Wash the bassinet cover.

See, I am organized enough to make the lists. I just don’t want to do the things that are on them. Well, I want to, but I just don’t want to bad enough. I need to make the transition from “semi-nesting” to “full-blown nesting”.

Tomorrow, I have a doctor’s appointment at 11:30. Hopefully, it won’t take very long. Tomorrow evening the kids have their Bible School program. Sometime in between, I need to get the food and drinks for Kyra’s party, and I also have to bake her a cake. I’ve pretty much sworn off store bought cakes. They look pretty, but homemade tastes better.

Anyway, I need to go and start the laundry.

I hate going to bed and not being able to sleep. It’s so annoying. Especially when I’m married to a man that can be nearly instantly asleep when he goes to bed. Tylenol PM is my best friend these days. I am often so uncomfortable when I lie down at night that I can’t get to sleep on my own for hours. My doctor recommended the Tylenol PM, and it helps immensely on the incredibly uncomfortable nights. Like tonight. Not only am I generally uncomfortable as usual, but my legs hurt when I lay down. I think that has something to do with poor circulation or something. They hurt when I go to bed, and I wake up with them really aching. Plus, my stomach hurts tonight. So, since I got up to get some water and take my magic sleepy pills, I thought I would wait on them to kick in while I told you guys how miserable I am. Cause misery loves company, you know.

Kyra loves to dress up. Today, she concocted this lovely ensemble from one of my slips and my white skirt. She’s a fashion genius!

It’s getting closer. Yay!

Kids went to Bible School again last night. They had fun. Kyra is really, really enjoying it. I just dropped them off last night, and I went to the revival at the Tabernacle. It was a really good service, and it was nice to see people that I haven’t seen in a long time. I’ll probably go again tonight.

I kept forgetting to call the park and reserve a shelter for Kyra’s party on Saturday. I finally remembered to call today, and, just like Chris kept telling me, all three shelters were already reserved. I know he’s going to fuss at me, but I just kept forgetting. I’ll blame it on pregnancy brain. At least there are plenty of picnic tables and grills to use. Let’s just hope it doesn’t rain. Hopefully, there will be enough people there to celebrate with her. My dad and Malachi have to work that day, and I kind of doubt three of the invited grandparents will come. I didn’t invite much more than just the close family (my family and all her grandparents), so I hope it’s not like just four or five people there.

I’ve got something that I’m dying to write about, but it’s all supposed to be on the down low for right now. Can’t wait till I can tell people about it, though.

Kyra: “Mommy, when I was a little baby did I have a black thing on my belly button that falls off like Baby ___ is going to have?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Kyra: “Did I have teeth?”
Me: “No.”
Kyra: “Do little babies not have teeth?”
Me: “No they don’t have any teeth.”
Elijah: “Flashlights?”
Me: “No, Elijah. Babies don’t have flashlights either.”

I was trying to look for a draft of a post that I had saved on here, when I happened upon something that totally suprised me. I didn’t realize it, but I had comment moderation turned on. So, when you guys were leaving comments, I had to approve them before they would appear on each post. Not only that, but the option to have them emailed to me when you commented was turned off, too. So, I just thought no one ever commented on my blog. I fixed it all, and now it should post your comment right away. I’m sorry that it took me so long to discover this. Thank you to those of you who have commented on this blog, and I hope that all of you who look at my pictures will leave comments from now on. I really like reading them.

Also, I’ve started blogging again on my regular blog, if anyone cares to read it. I know some of you have followed the link from my sidebar, but, if you didn’t notice it, I just thought I would share.

Only 12 more days until Baby Day! It’s getting exciting. I’m trying to occupy myself (at least my mind) to make my days go by faster, but, at the same time, taking advantage of only having two low-demand kiddos to take care of and rest up. I guess I should count myself lucky by being able to say that with an almost four year old and a two year old that my kids are “low-demand”. They really are, though. I have to feed them, give them drinks, occasionally wipe a bottom or change a pull-up, and that’s about it. They are generally well-behaved at home. They know what they are and are not allowed to do, and pretty much stick to the rules. They play really well together, and don’t fight a lot. They entertain each other all day long. I am really blessed, I know. So, they let me get away with lounging on the couch reading a book, taking afternoon naps while they watch a movie, or just sitting around browsing the internet. Most days, my energy level doesn’t allow for much more than that.
Yesterday, however, I felt really good most of the day. I went shopping with the kids and my cousins, Stephanie and Kiah. We got stuff for Kyra’s birthday party (which is this Saturday) at Party City, and I bought Kyra’s birthday presents. I also got my dad a Father’s Day gift, and Elijah two polo shirts for three dollars at Goodys. We had lunch at Chic-fil-a, and then came home. I got a little bit tired after we got home, and me and Steph sat around and chatted while Kiah played with Kyra and Elijah. Yesterday evening, I took the kids to Bible School. I stuck around while they were there. I was planning on helping in the kitchen, but they didn’t really need me. I just kind of stood around in the way. Since I know that they dont’ need my help, tonight I’m just going to drop the kids off and go to the revival with Dale Massengale at the Tabernacle.
So, between the kids going to Bible School this week, and me going to the revival, that should keep time ticking along. Sometimes it seems like 12 days takes a lot longer to pass by, but, in reality, I know that before I know it I’ll be holding my little man in my arms!

“I’m gonna be pregnant when I grow up. I just have to figure out who I’m gonna marry.”

Me: “Elijah, are you going to eat that?” pointing to the the remaining two french toast sticks from his breakfast.
Elijah: “No.”
Me: “Do you want me to throw it away?”
Elijah: “Huh! Stink! Poop.” (Translation…Yes. It stinks like poop.)

Boys!