Yep, still here... 39 weeks and 2 days (5 days from D-day!), can you believe it? After all the early drama, I'm a bit surprised (but not dismayed) that she still hasn't checked out yet.
But hey, my parents have arrived, most last minute prep is done (she has a place to sleep and diaper drawer is stocked), and I'm getting paid for "resting" when I'm not "nesting", who can complain?
Speaking of nesting, you might have noticed the new, cleaned-up look of the blog, like it?
It's still a working progress, but I'm so sick of the previous clutter that I decided it's time for some cyber-cleaning. And once I started, it's hard to stop- I think I "threw out" half the junk I had there before- it's almost as gratifying as cleaning out my closet! Now it's looking so "clean", I'm tempted to add some color back to it (I think indecisiveness is a side effect of late-stage pregnancy...) What do you think?
And speaking of resting, I'm getting plenty of that these days, as my army of help parents have finally arrived from Hong Kong a few days ago :) As much as I fretted over having my parents around all the time (well, technically not all the time since they're staying at Picasso's in-law unit) before they got here, it's really nice to have some family time together (we've lived in separate states/countries for the past 10+ years), and hear stories about me when I was a baby...
Like the other day, I strolled by a baby store with my mom, while I was oogling over some completely impractical baby stuff (like a $40 baby skirt or something equally offensive), my mom told me that's exactly what they did when I was a baby, running to the store and bought me everything cute and impractical on the shelf as soon as they get their monthly pay check...
And here's my mom when she was pregnant with me 30 some years ago...
And here's her with me when I was a newborn...
Isn't she so cute? And I just looked disappointingly like a wrinkly, grumpy old man... I'm so glad they decided to keep me anyway :P
And if you're wondering about how Bryson our Addison Dog is doing, he's had some up days and down days... I'm sure all the people and all the fuss that's going on with new baby prep isn't helping with his stress. But he seems to have adjusted to my parents' presence (all the bribery my dad's throwing him under the table doesn't hurt), and we're gradually learning how to titrate his steroid dose to cope with the various stressors in his doggie life.
"I can smell changes in the air... hmm..... I wonder what's cooking...." Oh Bryson, you'll find out very soon ;)
