waiting

I took some pictures of me and my big belly last night. I had to do it by myself because whenever Zach takes pictures of me I tend to gain 20 pounds. And an ugly face. So I don't let him take pictures of me anymore. And as much as I feel like a huge nerd whenever I take and post pictures of myself, I knew I needed to do it. My family keeps asking to see proof of my hugeness. And who doesn't love a good belly shot? Plus, it's always fun to play with pictures on picnik.


So here's me at midnight last night, trying to decide whether to go to bed (if I'm about to burst, I should sleep as much as possible) or clean the house (if I'm about to burst I want to have a clean house). And yes, I am also pregnant in my face and arms. And my ankles being cropped out of the picture was totally intentional.

I've got two weeks left. Anyone want to guess how long I'll last? Things to consider:

-I've already packed up my make-up, shampoo and hair stuff for the hospital.

-the baby's area in our room is ready with all the clothes and blankets folded and put away.

-the porta-crib is set up.

-all of the laundry in the house is clean.

-On Monday I stayed up till 3 am sewing a quilt for the little nugget.

-yesterday I wiped off the tops of all of our door frames.

-and today I sorted all of our tupperware containers, simply for the fun of it.

Nesting is a beautiful thing.