Yes, yes it seems I may be coming a little more domesticated during my late pregnancy. Mike snapped this shot of me, at 32 weeks, cooking dinner (pregnant yes, barefoot no)! I know ...shocking! Don't get all too excited though, it was only an oven pizza, but these last few weeks have proved that the maternal instincts do kick in prior to the birth. For instance, this past weekend I was wide awake by 7am both Saturday and Sunday. Now this may not be a big deal for you morning people but for me it's huge! I hate mornings ...I just assume sleep through it and wake up in time for lunch! I have to admit though, it's kind of nice taking advantage of a full day. You can certainly get alot more done and we did accomplished a lot this weekend starting with some Spring cleaning on Saturday and a little remodeling on Sunday. The Spring cleaning was planned because we had to make room in our tiny house for all of Audreys' gadgets (pack n' play, stroller, swing, etc) that have been sitting in my living room since the shower. The remodeling was something the Partin's inspired us to do after we saw their newly renovated kitchen backsplash and counter tops. Now we didn't go as far as they did, we just added a tin backsplash for some zest ...you may even notice it in the picture.
Let see, what else is there to share...
We started our Birth Education class last week. It's long (3 hours for 4 nights) but I assume well worth it when the time comes. We also made the decision that I will be quiting my full time job to stay home with Audrey. This was a big decision for both of us ...for me because I've had a job ever since I was 13 and for Mike because of the pressures of being the sole financal provider, but again I think the maternal/paternal instincts took over and insist we make the sacrafice.
As for how I'm feeling, I really can't complain. I mean don't get me wrong, my clothes are getting tighter (I refuse to buy more maternity clothes), my shoes don't fit anymore, and I can no longer wear my wedding bands anymore :( but aside from all that, pregnancy's a peach! Although I should share the embarrassing fact that I have recently become a snorer! Mike says it's so bad that I wake myself up ...again, more training for her arrival or perhaps this could just be payback for the 8 years of having to put up with his snoring! Either way, thanks to the snoring or the 6 bathroom trips in a night, I'm getting prepared to rise, at any hour, with a crying baby.
