Wait, what? I'm nearly six months pregnant? When/how did that happen?
That's not to say that I haven't been feeling the ever increasing effects of being pregnant. I now need my 20-month old to help me up from the floor. The heartburn has kicked in. The leg cramps wake me up at night. Oh the joys, right? Well, that joy is right around the corner apparently!
Here's a little photo of my nearly six-month bump (yes, it's taken in the ladies restroom as my work. Luckily, no one came in during my impromptu photo shoot):
The lovely custodial lady and the previously mentioned guard were kind enough to tell me that I'm tiny for six months (yeah, tell that to my dwindling wardrobe!). Of course, that lovely custodial lady then felt my bump up. For the love of Pete, why do people insist on doing that?!
Anywho, I'm now realizing that the end of March will be upon us in no time! We still need to get a crib for the poor little lady! Also, I'm realizing that all the hand made goodies that I has planned to make for Miss T for Christmas just aren't going to happen. And, if I want to make those happen for her birthday, I better start sooner than later! So, hold me accountable people for some kiddo crafty goodies!