Its a Monday.
It's a Monday during the school year...
...and I'm home.
It feels so totally weird, but also? Kind of nice at the same time. This little girl hasn't decided to make her entrance yet, and although she knows I'm dying to meet her, it obviously isn't time yet. So, I won't be wasting any valuable full-days-at-home around these parts until she shows her face.
I've got plans.
I can always think of 19208129 things to do.
Today, I'm going to the fabric store and then recovering all the bumpers in her bassinet. It was something I figured "heck, if I have time"....and well folks- time is on my side it seems.
I may even get to that baby book that's been sitting around un-touched the last few months, and finally sit down and write in it. [Although, I'm really contemplating putting all my blog posts into a book-format for her to have for later in life.]
Heck, I may even send some of my digital pictures off to be printed so I can have them tangible and NOT only stored onto my computer nevertobeseenagain. I know, I'm even impressing myself.
You know what else? Another pedicure might be in order. HECK, even another manicure. Since flip flops are all that fit on these swollen feet these days, the toes take a beating. You know my theory on nice toes/nails while giving birth. I care about ridiculous things like that.
So, instead of looking at each day as if it's another one without my baby girl here--I'm going to figure out how to get the most out of each day and prepping even more for her arrival.
The teacher in me loves to be prepared.
pssss, if you didn't get to check out my video I made and posted yesterday-go check it out.