Oh so much to say...

So if you haven't grabbed ice cream like I'm going to after writing this, you might want to before you start reading this. :) My apologies for the book in advance.

Let's start from today and work backwards, shall we? Glad you agree. Today marks the first day of Adam's last travel week (Toronto) before the Baby gets here. I am 35 weeks today (5 weeks to go!) so after this week, he's not going ANYwhere without me/us. That said, I am going to try to savor this week a bit b/c every travel after this should be about 1,000x more difficult because, as my friend Abbie says, there will be twogirls.

Morgan had to go to a sitter who is 3rd on our list today through Wednesday as our regular sitter, Mary, is out of town for a funeral and our back up sitter was full. Morgan went to our normal back up sitter Friday with only a few tears after I left. Today, however, when Adam dropped her off, it was a different story. The poor thing did everything but crawl up the door after him while crying the whole time...I got a voicemail from him shortly after he dropped her off and I almost left work and decided to be a SAHM for the next three days and tell poor Baby Sister sorry, but there goes over a week of my maternity leave with you b/c I was so sad for Morgan. Thankfully, my logic kicked in, I waited an hour, called, and she was fine and playing easily. I guess she asked, "Where my daddy go? Daddy go to work." often throughout the morning to get herself through but overall, had a great day. She didn't come racing to me like she was upset or dying to leave when I got there which was good, I suppose. Seeing as how I was almost in tears before pulling in the driveway imagining her so eager to come home, I was a little surprised but equally happy. Then we were about 1/3 of our way into the drive home when I remembered to check for bunny (which I thought she could bring b/c she would be sleeping on a tiny person cot for the first time) and of course, we had to turn around to go get him with some tears in the backseat. No worries. Two more days. Then she can see her Mary.

35 weeks today. Sigh. So excited but work is starting to scare the bugeezus out of me with all that I'm remembering I have to do/get done/ready for my subs. Thankfully I have awesome subs who will go with what I have without difficulty, I'm sure. I had a meeting Friday to discuss specifics of my leave and it looks like I will be off until Feb. 22nd which feels incredibly short to me in comparison to my 11 week leave with Morgan. This time, Christmas did not fall in our favor but I'm going to take what I have and run with it. When I get back, I'll only have three months left of school so hopefully that time will be a good break before it's a twogirls summer. xo

This past weekend (see? I promise I'll work my way back...plus it's getting later and later and I really want some stinkin' ice cream!), Adam's parents came down to visit and help us get Baby Sister's room painted the base green. We'd primed one coat Wednesday night and easily got two coats of green on Friday and Saturday nights. When Adam gets home Friday, I imagine we'll do some taping that evening, maybe paint, but definitely paint Saturday and Sunday (woo! pink stripes!). This makes me feel like a million bucks b/c then we can get everything else in place and ready for her arrival. If all I have to worry about after next weekend is getting Baby's clothes in her dresser and work (well, let's be real - there will be other things but major is what I mean), I'm going to be ok. As long as she doesn't come super early or anything.

Adam's parents had such a good time with Morgan and while she was a little shy in the mornings and after naps for about 2 seconds, she had a great time with them, too. It was so weird on Sunday - Adam needed a few things from Menards, Morgan wanted to keep playing outside, so Adam and I went by ourselves. It was a glorious thing to not have to take a tiny person to the bathroom and I got to browse the entire toy section twice before finding Adam and being done on my end. Craziness. :) We were very thankful for their help and company across the weekend.

Last week, last week....uh oh, did I really forget what happened last week? Or is it my body's way of saying

1. You need to pee or the Baby's going to make you do it involuntarily.
2. You are hungry and want ice cream 45 minutes ago. 

Huh. Maybe I did. I do know that I'm starting to get a handle on what's going on for Christmas gifts which also makes me feel better ::adds Christmas shopping to list of things to make me a little crazier::

Alright then. Bathroom and ice cream trump more post. I win.