Well...I am due in about a week. It is scary, exciting,
overwhelming, a dream come true, insane, way too soon, and not soon enough all wrapped into one. We are ready, though. Last night I dreamt that I had Rex, and about an hour later went to my first day of graduate school at A&M. I was VERY late for my first class, and was frantically driving around the campus looking for the right building with Rex in the back seat screaming to be fed. When I finally got to the building, I thought "...if I can just get into the class, I can nurse him there..." but only woke up in cold sweat after getting to the classroom with seven huge Bed, Bath, and Beyond bags instead of my newborn. Any guesses what the heck that means? Anxiety anyone?
All that I can appear to do is eat watermelon. Seriously. I am buying about 2 a week, and Shawn and Roanin know better than to touch them. Lunch and dinner.
Roanin and I have some horrible bug that will not let either of us go. It is accompanied by body aches, cough, drainage, sore throat -- the works. This should be a fun labor.
Well...hopefully I will get to post at least once more before the big day. If not...wish me luck. :)
Nothing brings out the dimples like two cute cousins.
If you will notice, Roanin is dancing and is actually off of the ground in this picture. Excited much?
Yep, that is is Mr. Muscles actually LIFTING one of his cousins who is a year and a half older than him. He promptly fell after this shot.
Thought I might get one last shot of the little man before he makes his debut. And if you are wondering...the answer is no...I can not be bothered to put on any makeup or do my hair for any reason at this point. I am a human oven -- give me a break.
Well...I am due in about a week. It is scary, exciting, overwhelming, a dream come true, insane, way too soon, and not soon enough all wrapped into one. We are ready, though. Last night I dreamt that I had Rex, and about an hour later went to my first day of graduate school at A&M. I was VERY late for my first class, and was frantically driving around the campus looking for the right building with Rex in the back seat screaming to be fed. When I finally got to the building, I thought "...if I can just get into the class, I can nurse him there..." but only woke up in cold sweat after getting to the classroom with seven huge Bed, Bath, and Beyond bags instead of my newborn. Any guesses what the heck that means? Anxiety anyone? 
