it's been a very busy few days-oh my gosh.
between three christmas's in two days (and we are leaving for our final one tonight), doctors appointments, food everywhere, rearranging the living room to fit the giant tv set, and just wanting to stop and breathe...I'm exhausted.
I've gained 4 pounds (so still -6 what I was before baby, and my waist (okay, belly) is growing leaps and bounds. I'm trying to get in the mindset that this is okay, that I'm supposed to get bigger, that it's okay if I "look fat". because it's a baby, and that's how it works. john does a good job making me feel pretty when it's a time when it's really easy not to; I'm lucky to have him as my partner in this.
jonas got so many goodies for Christmas already- a crib, changing table, wall decorations, bedding, and blankets. I'm just getting impatient because I want him so badly. it's great and all feeling him move, roll, and kick. I almost lost it when we saw him swallow on the ultrasound. I just want him. out of the belly and in my arms.
oh, and I love Alton Brown. always have, always will.