Since pregnancy has put me in a bad mood about just about everything lately, I'm starting a list of things that are making me happy...
1. When I ran to the grocery store this morning, the cashier said something about how tiny I look. It's a little thing, but it'll keep me going all day. And from the front and back, it's true:
It's only from the side that you can really tell how huge I am:
2. Friday was my last day of work before maternity leave; I'm scheduled to be back on August 25. That means that I'm really close, and it also means that I have a bit of time (somewhere between two days and two weeks) to get things done and relax before the babe arrives.
3. It also means that I'm able to put two of my maternity shirts away, and I won't have to look at them again for a long, long time. I know that I need to keep a lot of my maternity clothes out for a while, because there's no way I'll fit into most of my old clothes right away (I was phasing those out at three months pregnant)... but these long-sleeved, almost-too-tight work shirts that I won't be able to use while nursing are going straight to the back of the closet. Yippee!
(Incidentally, some of the best advice I received was to find maternity clothes that made me feel good. I invested in a week's wardrobe when I found a great sale back in early winter, and I've been happy wearing it ever since... and the dresses and t-shirts will even last into the summer. Yes, I'm ready to give the rest away... but I'm pretty happy that I lasted this long.)
4. This book, a gift from Anna, which has been sitting on the coffee table along with a stack of baby books and the blanket that I've been working on, which may or may not get done. (Heck, it's summer - right now I feel like there's not much of a rush.) It makes me smile every time I look at it.
5. The Detroit Red Wings, because the Stanley Cup is the first thing that's gotten me to leave the house in the evening in a long time. We'll see if the new Indiana Jones movie can do it as well.
6. Earl, who is getting up early to feed the animals so I can sleep in, picking up dinner without complaining when I'm too tired to cook, giving me back rubs whenever I ask, and only occasionally telling me that I'm scary.
2 comments:
It's a good thing not to be crabby. You'll be surprised how quickly you fit back into "regular" clothes! And if you teach that child to "Fix Me a Drink" I'll have a cow. I can't wait to welcome that new little life into the world personally!
That's hilarious! There's an entire series of books at McSweeney's that show you how your baby can be of use to you. "Baby Do My Banking" for example: "Baby, our finances are a mess! You'd better open up a new account..."
I can't believe there's a new Lawrence coming into the world any day now! You look beautifully tiny, by the way.
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