Sharing the treasures of my family life found on days fair, foggy and frigid.
I am one week away from my due date, March 4th, and I'm still waiting for this baby to arrive. Every day is dragging by. Every twinge in my tummy I analyze thoroughly and when I try to sleep I feel like a hippo thrashing and tangled up in the blankets on my bed. I've been doing a lot of grunting, a lot of wishing for good sleep, and a lot of dinner avoidance (cooking is often the first thing to go when I'm too tired). Thankfully, we are all still alive in our little family, living moment to moment until the little guy arrives.