I will have you know that I got a job (which I have needed for 2 years) exactly 6 weeks after I started taking Well.bu.trin. Coincidence? I think not. Now I am nesting like fucking crazy. I have more energy and more importantly I feel motivated. It’s my own Christmas miracle. The reason I have not been blogging is because I have been in I.kea. And YOu know you can never make one trip to Ik.ea…nomatter how organized you are before you go. I am so desperately nesting that I actually drove over an hour, alone, with a tired toddler. Then I loaded the heaviest package ever created into the car by myself while people were waiting for my parking space. I was a shweaty*, angry mess. With not a second to blog from 9am until 11pm when I collapse.
Then I have been cleaning, and hefting shit around my house. Finally, I have been assembling. Good lord that’s a lot of work. I think that to S, the baby’s arrival in less than 4 months seems far away. As if we have plenty of time to relax. NO!, I say. You’re MAD!, I say. You see, she really have no idea how useless she’ll become later in the pregnancy. How awful IKE.A will sound. So I’m on an organizing rampage. And now I’m boring you all with the details.
More later about Smarty’s comments on death and possibly some belly shots whichI have been reluctant to post.
*have you watched the alec bal.dwin on SNL “shweaty balls” sketch recently? so.fucking.funny. we are using it in sentences regularly