Sunday, February 24, 2013

34

thirty four weeks brought me the loveliest of lovelies: shortness of breath. all the damn time. if i could see inside my body i am 99% positive that i would see this baby wedged up between my lungs all nice and cozy. feeling like i just ran a marathon is not the feeling i was going for every time i roll over in bed.

but that's life.

there are five weeks to go and i'm ready. our nursery is completely functioning and ready (besides the art that isn't on my walls and that can be a project for this week if i can convince myself to stay up past 6 pm). we found a side table for next to the rocking chair for ONE DOLLAR AND FITTY CENTS at good will because we are amazing are bargains. BUT the reason it was $1.50 is because it is falling apart and i don't think it could withstand the weight of a piece of paper but evan will be all handy man and he'll fix it and i'll paint it (GLITTER IF WE HAVE A GIRL, DUH, even though evan already nixed that because he is rude about my love affair with glitter.) and we'll have a new table for basically nothing. and also my hospital bag is halfway packed, i have a playlist on my phone of all my favorite musics and i'm mentally preparing myself for this baby to come. because i'm ready.

evan is a total gem, though. he is the absolute sweetest. he took me shopping for new shoes so that my feet will maybe stop swelling (and they are the hottest pink you've ever seen. NEON. because i need to draw even more attention to myself, clearly.) and has made me two of the best root beer floats of my entire life (i don't even like root beer so who knows where that came from but i am seriously in love with root beer floats right now) and has rubbed my back and my gross swollen feet and puts on my socks and shoes because HA HA bending over, HA HA, and has driven me to work because otherwise i probably would just straight up not go and was sore and uncomfortable from helping move some boxes and said, "i don't want to complain because i know you have it worse than me." sweetest man ever. we need a serious last date before the baby comes.

THEN. then i'll be ready.



*yes. i did originally title this 35 weeks because my brain cannot comprehend the difference between this week and last week apparently. and i'm going to be in charge of a BABY.

12 loves:

  1. Awesome score on the table! I hope you get to put glitter on it! We have a present down here for you but I realized that I don't have your address up there anymore. Can we get it again please?

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    1. i better get to put glitter on it! hahaha i'll message you my address lady. thank you! <3

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    2. I hope you do! Lots of Mod Podge and Glitter! Thanks for the address. I can't wait to send you the gift from the 5 of us (Dani, Jon, Brody, Derek and I...)

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  2. Root Beer floats, I completely understand. The day I went for my 39 week appointment, my plan was to go to the appt, and then go to Wendy's to grab lunch and a float. Clearly that was a bad idea since I was induced when I should have been eating! But I craved them, too! And yes, you NEED to go on a date, ASAP! And if baby doesn't come this week, go on another next week just in case ;) Keep putting your feet up and taking long baths, because soon enough you will be a busy busy lady!

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    1. hahaha so funny! i don't know what it is about the carbonation in soda but i seriously wanted that and nothing else for the last few months. i stopped at new years and have been so good but that dang root beer and ice cream is killing me.

      i'll make evan take me on dates until the baby comes. such a good idea. ;]

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  3. I love you guys.
    You're so close! yayyyyy!
    Can I babysit for you, please?
    thanks.

    Also, I vote that yall need a babymoon.

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    1. YES PLEASE. come be my baby sitter!

      i wanted a babymoon so BAD. and then 35 weeks was like "hi ya'll" and that isn't happening. sooo.

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  4. I am so, so glad that you have such an amazingly sweet man that takes care of you, because Larissa you deserve it. You are such a beautiful person and your soul is radiant with glitter. ;)

    I cannot wait to see the beautiful child you bring into this world. I am literally on the edge of my seat. I am so happy for you.

    I wanna see a photo of those neon pink shoes, missy!

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    1. You're such a sweet heart, dani! Thank you friend!

      I cannot wait either! We are getting SO STINKIN CLOSE! Ahhh! But exciting!

      Ill definitely post a picture of my amaze shoes! Even little old ladies love them!

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  5. OMG five weeks . . . that's like . . . less than a month . . . holy flippin cow, you're gonna be a mom! XD

    Love the score on the table! I bet Evan fixes it up awesomely (if that's not a word, it should be), and there needs to be glitter. There just does. He'll smile and nod and say, "Oh, wow, honey, you were right--glitter was needed" and all will be well. At least, that's how it's playing out in my head . . .

    Yay for sweet Evan taking care of you :] You totally deserve it. Enjoy those root beer floats and date nights! Have fun!

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    1. he totally will say that. because when i glitter painted our fireplace he was like "You were right. glitter was a good choice." so. that will definitely happen again. unless it is a boy. then he will not have a glitter table in his room because i'm only half crazy.

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    2. Yeah,boys don't usually do glitter, do they? ;] I guess I'm just kind of convinced that Team Pink is a winner . . . not that it's any of my business. And, seriously, boy or girl, it will be adorable, you guys will be happy, and the two of you will be great parents! :]

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