Wednesday, March 4, 2009


Okay, okay, so it's been awhile since I've blogged, but I've got my excuses. Today is the first day in a week I've felt decent enough to leave the house to exercise and run errands. Our taxes, which were my goal to complete last week, were completed today, and slowly but surely I'm starting to get back into the groove and regain the energy that I've been so blessed with these final weeks of pregnancy.

I can now say, with about 95% confidence that we are READY and waiting for this baby to make his showcase. The clothes are washed and waiting, the nursery is equipped with rubbing alcohol and vaseline, the darkening curtain is up, a fan is in place for white noise, and the carseat is waiting in the van with a hand-crocheted blanket.

Two days ago I was daydreaming and the thought occurred to me that although my due date is at the end of the month and that while we typically don't associate late March and April with snow and frigid cold, that this is MINNESOTA. The banks are thick with multiple feet of snow, and we will have to continue to wear hats, mittens, boots and winter coats for quite a long time. Now I'm in a panic because I completely overlooked the fact that my little newborn has nothing of the sort for outerwear and I don't have so much as hat for his head!

The last two days I've been digging through racks at our meager department stores and scoping out our options online. A solution is in sight, but will most likely entail me begging baby to stay put until UPS can ship to our house since the one bunting I found on clearance at Kohl's today was just too hideous to buy.

Random thought for the day: I have never liked oranges. I don't know how to peel an orange, and if I eat an orange wedge I've never quite been able to swallow it. In the last month I've discovered a new way to slice an orange, which is to slice it into small crescents. Now, I love oranges and find myself eating them as a snack almost everyday. I realize this is ridiculous, but I'm excited to share because for someone as picky as me, to eat a new (and healthy) food is a small milestone, and hey, when you're up fifty pounds and you have exactly two items of clothing that fit you, you have to count every success, no matter how small.


Sarah said...

I love your blog! It inspires me!

Mallory said...

Thank you :)