Sep
Sep
almost overdue
the baby is due tomorrow–but i’m not holding my breath. she seems a little bit too comfy in my gut, and it seems that pregnancy still has crap to throw at me. i’ve only just started sleeping like total crap since she dropped into my pelvis, and I haven’t even gotten a hemorroid yet. so it looks like it could be another few weeks before she decides to make an appearance.
now i know why all the women in my office who were initially so lovey dovey about my baby bump switched to maniacal laughter every time they saw me later in my pregnancy.
Jul
Jul
Mwah!
Yeah it’s been three months since I last posted. Wanna fight about it?
It’s true. Blogging has taken a back seat to my burgeoning belly, which has started to show signs of alien life that are not altogether pleasant. I’d feel worse if I actually thought people read this blog…although apparently more people wander onto it than I thought. Perhaps when the baby is out and I don’t have to be in front of a computer all day at work I’ll want to blog a bit more, and actually dedicate myself to this site a bit.
In the meantime, piecemeal it will have to be.
So many things have fallen to the wayside in the past few months. Foremost on my mind is the reupholstering of my couch, which was a crazy project to take on, I admit, but I didn’t feel I had much of a choice if I didn’t want to spend more than the couch cost to begin with on a professional job.
Looking back, I should’ve just paid the damn money. Reupholstering is a pain in the ass.
Work has been crazy, and trying to rearrange all of the stuff in our tiny house to accomodate a baby and all its stuff is like playing an unpleasant game of tetris against someone who you know will smoke you every time. It seems that I can have two rooms that are uncluttered and somewhat peaceful, but it’s at the cost of every other room being jam packed with crap. I would say I don’t know how I got so much stuff, except I totally do–since we can’t afford a proper house, we’ve been consoling ourselves with THINGS that on their own are not very big, but all together make a mound of junk that I’m fairly ashamed of.
I don’t think I’m alone–is everyone just hoarding more stuff now that the economy is looking like it’s taking a swan dive?