Only 10 more weeks until I get to meet my baby!
I had a dream the other night that my baby was choking on something. I thought it was just mucous as first and was able to get that up but then a piece of a quesadilla came out!! (Sorry if that grossed you out.) It scared the heck out of me! I think a little kid had been trying to feed the baby but it was only a few weeks old. It got me thinking about parents with older kids, do things like that ever happen?
I snagged a few *free* boys tees at a garage sale this weekend (thanks again Lisa). I participated in a garage sale myself this weekend at Amy's house (thanks again Amy!) and was disappointed to see that all of her baby girl clothes that she was selling were the wrong seasons for my baby. Bummer. Guess I still have the rest of the summer! (But 10 weeks doesn't sound like a very long time does it?)
Jeff and I will be heading downstate this weekend for the last time until the baby arrives. We need to leave as soon as he returns from work on Saturday morning (think 3am) to make it in time for his sister's graduation party Saturday afternoon. (And hopefully sneak in a nap before then!) We'll be there until Tuesday, the usual "weekend trip" for us.
I'm off to make some pancakes now that the batter is done rising! (No, that was not a typo.)
And I do realize that it's 12 noon. Time to wake my husband as well...