One Restful Weekend Before It Gets Crazy Again

Memorial Day is supposed to be the onset of summer here in Jersey. And every year, I wind up at a party or BBQ, driving on the Garden State Parkway, getting stuck in some kind of traffic jam.

This year, I opted out of all festivities, and stayed home. And even though it meant missing my nephew's bithday party, I'm glad I did.

After a busy May, workwise, I was happy to sit around my house with no schedule. I sat out by the pool one day and shopped another. I slept in. I read. I watched too much television. Way too much television.

But it was good. Quiet. Restful.

And tomorrow, Mike comes home from his business trip. It's been so long since I've seen him (over three weeks!), I am going to have to look at a photograph before he gets home in order to identify him. Tee hee hee.

Once he gets back, we are in full mode again. We have to go baby furniture shopping. And add stuff to the baby registry (I started one, but there are soooo many things I need. I am totally overwhelmed by the whole thing). And finalize details so we can bank FeeNo's cord blood when he's born.

And yes, I have to get to taking some pregnancy pictures. I haven't felt any motivation to do so, since I have only gained two pounds and in my opinion, don't look any different. But I must be growing, because it actually hurts to button some of my regular pants. I broke down and bought some maternity capris, ones with an elastic waist. Elastic! Ugh. And I am wearing a pair today and I don't know, I feel so free!

I realize that I am nearly halfway through this pregnancy and while a part of me thinks the next few months will take forever to get through, I know they will go by in an instant.

I'm looking forward to meeting FeeNo, my kid. My kid that doesn't like pictures.

Oh yeah, and before I forget, I have to send out some birthday shout-outs to my Dad and Ma-in-law: happy birthday to you both! You're both so young!