over and out...

This week is the big baby day!

Can i say that I'm ready to return to a new normal me?

Like yesterday..

I'm walking through the kitchen carrying a jar of applesauce in hand..

I reach out with my other hand to give my husband a little pat..

(just keeping the love alive people)

The instant my one hand pats him..

The same instant my other hands drops the applesauce jar and it falls splat to the ground..

Can we say one track mind?
 Not able to multi task?
That would be me lately!!

Or I'm carrying on  a conversation with a friend.. Or anybody really and all i can really think to talk about is pregnancy/baby. And trust me I'm sure not everyone wants to hear that all day long...

Or maybe you've noticed that's all i can blog about as well?

Then there's the wonderful comments i receive when going out in public..

People gasp for me!

Sigh for me!

Moan for me!

One dear lady even told me that i"should have stayed home"...

Followed by "Well, i guess you have your phone to call 911 for an emergency?"...

Then the most famous one I've heard far too many times that i can't even remember the amount...

"Are you SURE there isn't twins in there???!!"

Then i love to hear every one's personal opinion of whether or not we've got a girl or a boy in there..

Even the bagger boys at grocery stores give their opinion from time to time... 

I personally can NOT wait to hear what it is...

Then theres the times you actually forget (for a second) that you have a big belly.. 

Trying to squeeze thru a tight spot that normally was just fine. Whoops. Can't.

Walking up to your children and belly bopping them.. sending them a couple feet(more or less) away..

Or like the other day when pulling something out of the hot oven.. 

Open the oven. Pull out the baked oatmeal. 

Lean forward to put it on stove top... 

OUCH! 

Retrieve belly from oven. 

Shut oven door

Cool it(belly) down with an ice cube... 

 Yes, that did happen,,, yes, i have a  burn mark to prove it! 

Oh, anyhow, so one last parting shot of me..

 I kept it little on purpose... :)

After taking the picture.. my 5 yr old says..
"Hey take a picture of our fat bellies mom!!"

Silly kids..

So long

Farewell..

I'll see ya on the other side

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Labor and Delivery..........