I am totally not doing anything during naptime right now. I switched Griff's clothes to his new dresser and put up E's adorable PINK and TINY clothes and now I am sitting here feeling guilty for not doing the second coat of hot pink paint on the laundry room ceiling.
Yeah.
That's right.
I blame that decorating job on the hormones and whatnot. It's in the dungeon downstairs so I don't think it really matters...but I'm already second guessing that decision. Not enoug to change it...but enough to say, "maybe that's not the best choice." and move on to doing nothing.
Anyway!
I just was sitting here pondering things. Griff and I are going back to TN/KY/GA after Christmas for one last pre-Elliot trip home and I realized that before this little nugget is born she will have been on (gasp) 18 airplanes. 18! Seriously! I think the trip home in January will be me calling it quits since having a 2 year old climb/sleep/kick/carrying through airports when the stroller doesn't cut it and it's getting a bit more difficult the larger I become.
18! She will be born with a little pilot hat on.
She is quite the wiggle work in there. She isn't head down yet and I swear she is like her mama and completely changes position a GAZILLION times a day. I can't sit still either so I understand. But it is different than the Griff. He kicked and stretched (oh lordy did he stretch) a lot but his kicks were usually in the same general area.
Ellie Coco was kicking as far to my left side as possible when I went to bed last night. Like creepy almost on my back kicks that made me all queasy as to where my uterus has floated to. Then when I woke up this morning she was back at my right upper rib cage. I'm not sure if even a miracle blanket will keep this little tiger in her cage. We shall see!
Anyway, I literally have nothing to report but wanted to avoid getting off the couch to do something productive. Mission accomplished! Can't wait to meet my little girl for goodness sake!
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