Docket.

We were gone all weekend, which meant that yesterday was a catch-up day, which in turns means that today is a make-up day. We are out of milk and yogurt, bread, deodorant and wet wipes. Wal-Mart here we come.

Whenever I feel a big to-do list coming on, I go a little nuts. You see, I tend to pile up everything there is to do eventually into a to-do list that needs to be done right now.

At some point this morning between using Mark's Old Spice and debating whether or not Pasta Roni was an appropriate breakfast, I started  thinking about how I need to get working on acquiring that changing table I wanted for baby #3, how I might need to start searching for some dreaded decent nursing bras, or transitioning Paul from his crib to a bed, and weaning him from bottles, how I need a carseat that's not recalled, and how this baby needs a name, and, and, and, and...so much!

This is what 30 weeks looks like. Homestretch, people. Like I said, I go a little nuts.