Well, it's more than halfway over. I'm 23 weeks. In an ideal world, that means I only have 17 weeks to go! I know I'm having a girl, her room is mostly ready to go, there are clothes and other baby items accumulating, but all in all it's a slow time. The next big things to look forward to aren't for another month. In March, I have my birthing classes, my hospital tour, my first baby shower, and a fun belly photo shoot for a designer/photographer's portfolio. But what do I do in the meantime?
I need to get my bed into storage so I can bring in a smaller bed for my room and have room for a bassinet. I also need to take a chair from Aly's room to storage so I have room for the glider I'm itching to buy. But taking furniture to storage requires outside help. I'm not supposed to be lifting heavy objects. I asked my best friend if she and her boyfriend could help, and she said they could, but I haven't heard from her about when. My bro and his gf said they could help, but who knows when they'll actually be free. Besides that, the storage unit is a disaster area and it needs to be reorganized before I can start shoving everything in. Ho hum. I don't even really want to think about the logistics, I just want it to happen.
So, I'm in a pregnancy lull. Nothing exciting going on, except that my mom got to see my belly dance this morning and feel her kick for the first time. I've been wanting her to feel it for a month, so it was about time! Now, I have to find some way to pass the time. It feels like it's going slow right now.