kiddo turns 4.

Oh

Wow. It' May. May is a big month for us. I'm now 7 months preggo. PM turns 4. PGY1 joins me at the 29 mark. And let us not forget Mother's day! I need to actually write a post, like an honest to goodness post soon. Or maybe just put a photo up :)

Things I miss.

I don't often miss anything if I'm being honest. Free time to myself usually tops the list though. But lately I miss a lot of things. I miss being able to button my jeans. I miss being able to just skip a meal without turning into the most evil person I know. I miss being able to chase PM when he runs off. I miss being able to really dig in the dirt, I can but it's crazy uncomfortable. I miss ham and swiss sandwiches from P.anera. I miss margaritas (though I only drink maybe one a year). I miss being able to paint my own toes. Sort of. This last week, I find I miss my husband when I don't get to talk to him or hear him at least come home (really) late at night. And he's soooo freaking far away right now. But I hope he's having fun doing his thing. But for all the things I miss, I'm really glad to have the punches and kicks from the baby. They really do make up for it.

Good Grief

I think that maybe finger nails should be allowed to grow faster during pregnancy but perhaps toe nails should just stop for awhile. I can't really get there anymore. And you can tell :) But I love me some flip flops. And gladiators. And any other kind of sandal I can get my hands on and my feet in. Poor sad toes. First thing when my other half gets home, this lady is getting a pedicure! Because I need it! In the meantime, I've cleaned the upstairs bathroom (it looks very nice), I've started to finish up fixing the holes over the fireplace (cause I should totally be standing on the back of the old couch), I'm going to finish painting the hall and living room this week(end). I'm feeling all nesty over here. But I think it'll be okay! And then maybe I'll try to tackle some curtains if I can find fabric I like and a table cloth to match. And I have to pack up the junk in the nursery. And maybe set up the crib. And upon review, perhaps I should leave some of this until he gets home also. :)

Leaving on a jet plane.

PGY1 left for his trip out west today. (Boo, hiss.) Just myself and the PM left in the house. I hate it, it's creepy. I like when my husband is here, just not when he's snoring. However, he needs this vacation. A lot. A really really lot. And then I need one. A lot. :)

Shopping!!!

PM and I went out today to pick up somethings for Bebe... Breast pump, check. Bottles, check. Head holder upper, check. Mattress pad, check-a-roo. We had a really good time together, he was very sweet. When I asked him if the onesies I was holding were okay he said "No, they aren't. My baby needs color." It was cute. And I totally agree, except we don't know what Bebe is growing so we can't buy anything with color. Pooh.
Speaking of Bebe (and really, when am I not?), kiddo has decided to start making him(her)self known a little more frequently. And a little more violently. Hopefully others will be able to feel it soon! I thought I saw it the other night but when PGY1 put his hand there, it was all quiet on the fetus front. So maybe soon? That would be awesome. Yeah.

Hehehe...

PM is in the bathtub. PGY1 is in the yard digging holes. The Bebe and myself are eating strawberries, whipped cream and angel food cake. In relative peace and quiet. It's a wonderful evening. (And Bebe is going apey for the sugar!)