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100 Day to Go!

So here is the life of this pregnant mommy to be with only 100 days to go:
  • The longest I have made it without morning sickness: 2 weeks and 1 day
  • I have gained 23 or 26 pounds (depending on when you start counting)
  • I am energetic for the most part
  • I can no longer see my toes when sitting and attempting to paint them (Thanks Lacey for painting them for me!)
  • I sleep in 2 hour increments thanks to the bigger belly and the smaller bladder
  • Michael and my life already revolve around our little miracle
  • I am bored! Apparently once you are pregnant (and showing) your friends think you are no longer capable of going out and having fun
  • I am becoming organized...2 closets are clean/organized, one will be emptied by my parents, so then the baby's closet can be cleaned, our room is almost organized, and I have thrown away about 15 bags of trash and given 6 or 7 bags of items to Goodwill.
  • I no longer work any Fridays so have that time to concentrate on cleaning and organizing our house and seeing friends.
  • Michael still does everything he can think of for me...I don't think anyone has a better husband and best friend than me!
  • Ranger is still working on his baby skills, he is getting used to the new baby smells we have introduced to him and he rarely even needs reminders any more to stay out of the nursery.
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