Odds & Ends...

Fair warning: I am a mess. Mentally, physically and emotionally. The "six weeks to go" mark hit me like a mac truck. It's as if I'm on the outside of my body, watching myself act irrationally while not being able to do a thing about it. It sucks. A lot. So wish me luck this last month and a half. Better yet, wish those around me luck.

This post is about as organized as my brain right now...which is not at all. I don't even feel like blogging, but I know if I don't post pictures as I take them, I'll fall far far behind and never catch up. So here goes. It's the odds and ends of the last couple of weeks around here...

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We're home from our last trip to the beach for the summer. The next time we pack our bags it will be for the hospital to meet Number Two. I couldn't be more ready, yet less prepared. Nothing is done, and by nothing I mean not. one. thing. Well, except for having the crib bedding (which I'm making) planned and the fabric ordered. I arrived home from the beach to find the package containing 2 of the fabrics on my door step. I was super excited to get started. Em's crib was still converted to a toddler bed for her, so I set out to turn it back into a crib. By myself. Aaron was doing something else, and while patience has never been a strong point of mine, it is now a virtue I possess NONE of. So I managed to do it without any help...and only a couple times did I feel like I was about to cause myself to go into labor. But all is well that ends well. Except it didn't end well. I had totally forgotten what the crib looked like. Long story, but we got a new crib right as Emory was transitioning to her toddler bed, so what I had in my mind the whole time was her first crib. The one that we no longer own. The current crib is much different and basically it's causing me to have to redo everything I had planned for the bedding. When I realized all of this I was determined to not let it push me over the edge that I was already oh-so-close to. So I proceeded to leave everything as is and shut the nursery door. I have yet to go back in. We'll see how that goes.

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At the beach we celebrated Aunt Boo's birthday. We were joined by Bryan, Cat and Olin. Olin is six weeks older than Em. They had a great time playing together. However, there were also some "he/she is annoying the crap out of me!" moments between the two of them. :) Luckily we only captured on camera the fun they had! They enjoyed eating their pieces of cake... Then proceeded to lick more icing off the cake...

Then used the candles to dip and lick some more!
Of course Emory wanted to "cheers" the candles...

The fun ended when they were eating the candles themselves. So they settled for Aunt Jo reading them a book. Don't let this picture fool you...this is one of those times where they couldn't stand having to share the book, so shortly after we began reading, we had to take the book away. I am not-so-happy to say my child was hitting Olin by this point.
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Emory enjoyed some more cousin time when we went to have lunch at Aaron's mom's house. Aunt Hope was visiting from Germany, so she, Rachel and Zoe were there for the day. This is the best picture of the sisters with their grandbabies...out of about 25 tries. It was mighty difficult to get 3 kiddos age 2 and under to look at the camera. Notice Emory and Zoe had been bribed to sit still with cookies, so their mouths are full.
Emory was a good helper when it was time to feed David Robert...
But of course she tried her best to act like she was soooo not interested. Girl has got an attitude.

But she sure turns into an angel for her Papa...she was all kisses when he had to leave for the afternoon.

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Baby Girl begins school a week from Monday. It's only 2 days a week, and only 9-12, but I can't believe the day is finally here. As much as I was ready for the class parties, field trips, school supplies lists, etc to begin, now that it's here, I am kinda sad. She has grown up so stinkin' fast that I feel like I'll be sending her to college in the blink of an eye.

We did get her school supplies list in the mail last week, so we headed to Target to go back-school-shopping. Her excitement when we turned down the "crayola" aisle was worth every tear I know I'll shed on her first day. I was "that" mom that made her pose with her first school supply, but she had already spotted the next thing, so she doesn't look very enthusiastic.

But believe me, she was. (Ignore the chocolate milk she spilled on her shirt moments before.)

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We head to the studio tomorrow to begin working on our fall schedule. If the fact that tonight's trip to the grocery store (for only about 15 items) took me over 45 minutes (due to the fact that I couldn't focus on a thing and just wandered aimlessly around the store) is any indication, this week is gonna be hell, work wise. If anyone has any magic potion that will somehow make me NOT act and feel 8 months pregnant, please send it my way. If not any magic potion, then prayers at least. Lots and lots of them.

I'll continue to focus on the good...at my 34 week checkup last week, Number Two was head down and on the small side. Hopefully that means a quick and easy "natural" delivery! (As in no C-section, not no drugs!!)