The Great Migration

The belly has officially moved northward. My pants are no longer tight across my lower abdomen, and my belly suddenly looks a whole lot closer (and bigger). (What's that saying? "Objects in Belly May be Closer than They Appear"?) Plus, I can lean over sinks and counters and stuff much more easily.

My recent weight plateau is over and I officially weigh more than ever before. So far, though, most of it’s baby and I’m hoping whatever’s not (i.e. “maternal fat stores”) will come off with the walking/running regimen I have safely tucked away for the postpartum period.

We’re no closer on a name for this nameless child. We had one name. A first name. But couldn’t come up with a middle name, and so the name kind of got abandoned and left behind a few weeks ago. I guess we’re hoping he’ll be born and tell us what his name is. In the meantime, if you’d like to help, you can go here.

“Stuff” is slowly getting done around our house. We went kayaking at the lake last weekend (which was fabulous!), so not much got done. But I have some major lists to be completed over the next few weeks. With all this work going on in August, I’m hoping to have a relaxing September and October. Then I suddenly remember we need to attend birthing classes and start interviewing for child care. Oh and install ceiling fans and spray in additional insulation over the nursery. Hmph. So much for having-nothing-to-do.

~Nichole