Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Two More Weeks..................

I'm at that point.
The point of uncomfortable squished guts and painful back.
The point of really hating to go buy more toilet paper because I pee so much I go through a roll an hour.
The point of gee, I'd really like to roll over at night and get away from hubby's snoring nose, but instead I lay here like a beached whale at the mercy of his big giant nose.
The point of really wanting to have a cute baby to cuddle while I'm up in the middle of the night instead of my tooting old dog who likes to cuddle but doesn't have that new baby smell.
The point of getting so excited for our new addition that everyone around me wants to duct tape my mouth shut so they won't have to hear one more word about diapers and labor.
The point of thinking I could never get any bigger and then I am proven wrong. Again.
The point of really hating how far away Michigan, Chicago, Wyoming and Indiana really are. why are there so many silly little states in between me and my peeps?
Speaking of Peeps, this baby better be out by Easter or I'm going postal and holding the Easter Bunny hostage.
Enough about me and my sunny personality, here's some stuff about the rest of my clan.
Ian has found a new career in donkey basketball. Yes. Ian. On a donkey. Playing basketball. Take a second and picture that. Picture the poor donkey. Picture my cop hubby trying to stay on said donkey. Picture my non-sports loving hubby playing sports on said donkey. Picture donkey getting tired of hubby and depositing said hubby onto the ground. Yes. It really was that funny. It was a fund raiser for a local school and was the funniest thing I think I've ever seen. So if the Army and Police Officer thing doesn't work out for him, he will always have this as his Plan B.
Aly has turned into a grown-up over night. She lost her first tooth and with it she has gained a new sense of responsibility. She is a tad over protective about the baby already and will daily tell me to go sit down because of the baby in my tummy. She has great plans for running the household while I am busy with the new baby, complete with 5 course meals that she is planning on cooking.
Kary is growing up too fast as well and even growing in height a little! A miracle! She is so excited to move to a new house this summer so she can get her own cow. I've tried to explain cost etc. of having a cow but she tells me not to worry about it. She must have some hidden wealth that we don't know about. I may have to check her piggy bank.......
Hopefully my next post will have lots of pictures of us with the new baby! Or of me in my new padded room.................

6 comments:

  1. All donkeys aside...I can't wait for baby!!!! For some reason I just remembered an old Bill Cosby routine.. "Push it out, push it out...waaaaay out!" I am bummed that my sewing machine is in storage, but I think I have an alternative idea. Just need some cutie nudie pictures of baby...not you...no offense.

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  2. I'll move into your padded cell with you! We were always good roomies and it's def time someone committed me...my family wil attest to that.

    You told me Ian was playing donkey basketball but I honestly had no idea it involved actual donkeys. Now I will be grinning all day! That's good stuff.

    Can't wait to see you and I'm not sure I'll ever come back, so ask Kary if she has enough money in that piggy bank to add on an addition for her favorite Aunt Lyssa, Uncie Mike, and cuz'!

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  3. I got deleted from your followers. Was that on purpose, huh? Too bad; I'm back. For all those people out of state, (you know who you are - WY, IN, MI, Il, etc.) she's not a whale, not even a baby red snapper. She's got 10 pounds to go before she even hits dolphin stage.

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  4. Ha! A jackass....on a jackass. Pardon the pun but you KNOW you were all thinking it. I can't imagine anything funnier!

    Lyssa, nice try. You ARE coming back whether you like it or not. In fact, I'm looking at the numbers and thinkin, HEY, why doesn't Idaho just move to the midwest! It seems it is the cool thing to do these days.

    Oh I know why......no donkey basketball over here.

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  5. Baby red snapper, I like that!

    Also, it makes me really really hungry. Did I mention the Ben and Jerry's Late Night Snack ice cream: salty caramel, vanilla and fudge covered potato chips?!

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  6. "....or I'm going postal and holding the Easter Bunny hostage." Hahahaa! You're so funny! And you got your wish! Congrats, dear!!!

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