checking in

so T minus 13 days and counting until i am done with this miserable stage.  i envy women who like being pregnant.  i most definitely do NOT like this at all.  i am grumpy all the time, my feel are totally swollen, sometimes it’s my hands, i’ve started having these totally crazy dreams fueled by anxiety about actually having the baby, my back hurts, my stomach muscles are stretched beyond help or usefulness, i can’t reach my toes to take off the 4 month old nail polish that desperately needs to come off, etc., etc…

see, i’m just a miserable piece of human right now.

the dictator is being great right now.  ok, he’s being great when he’s not acting all 4 years old like.  he seems to have a whole bunch of listening problems these days, but he is, well, 4.  other than that, he’s very helpful picking things up off the floor for me and retrieving items for me that would require me to actually exert more effort that they are actually worth.  it’s like having my own personal indentured servant.  oh, well, i guess in a way he is…  but really cute and gives me lots of kisses.

i’m kind of hoping this kid comes a little early though.  if not, at least i’m in the final 2 weeks.  i can’t take looking like this for much longer:

on the upside, due to my need to have something to do with my hands, i have been doing some beadwork again.  it kills my back to sit upright for so long, but the act of stringing the beads can make me really zone out and push through the pain. so at least there’s that.

ok, more later.  and i promise i will update soon after the baby comes.  i might even divulge his name!