Yep, still alive, still pregnant. More pregnant than ever, in fact. I am 35 weeks while still holding strong, it is starting to get uncomfortable. I had some killer back pain last week, and the baby loves karate which makes it hard to get comfy any time of the day. And the worst of it all must be the exhaustion. I am just so darn tired. I can't even get into nesting after a full day of work. But I am grateful for my child's strong kicks and for my husband who helps out more and more each day even after his own much longer work day. I did let the baby know, in the nicest way possible, that I am pretty much ready so as soon as he/she finished up in there, a quick exit would be best. We will see if we have a baby that listens.
I wish I didn't have to work these last few weeks, and I could just enjoy the time, but I decided early on that I would rather have as much time with the baby after he/she is born and so everyday I drag myself into work and stare at a computer for roughly 10 hours. Once I get home the last thing I want to do is look at a computer again, so I am behind on pictures. Which is a shame because I have some very cute photos from my baby shower last Saturday.
Thanks to the three most amazing women in the world, Kyle, my mom, and my sister, I had an unbelievably cute baby shower complete with fun games, delicious food, and very generous gifts. Which of course reminds me that I need to write up some thank yous! And finish homework. And finish baby crafting. And buy some baby essentials that we didn't receive. And steam clean the carpets. Hmmm, now I remember why I prefer to nap on the couch after work. Once I think of one thing I have to do, I suddenly remember the whole damn list.
Completely unrelated, I wanted to share one other thought. I don't have a large social circle, but I do have a very deep one. Sometimes I feel uninteresting, or unappealing, or just plain awkward since not many people seem to get me, or even really like that me that much. I'm sure a lot of that is the energy that I put out, that I already assume that people won't "get" me, but for whatever reason, I feel pretty over looked pretty often. But what I really should be more focused on is that the people that do love me, love me a lot. And I appreciate and love those people more than I could really ever express... They keep me sane, and that is saying a lot!