What day is it?

So What if it's Tuesday. 

Also, so what...

if i was doing laundry yesterday and thought my husband's pants looked small enough for me to fit in.

if i tried them on.

if they were too small.

if my to-do list reads, "keep the house spotless"

if lately cham makes one noise in the middle of the night and i'm in there rocking her for no good reason. i'm gonna miss it being just us. 

if i've started just turning my phone off. i like being cut off sometimes.

if i haven't cooked dinner in 3 months.

if i still. to this day. forget i'm pregnant sometimes.

if i fight going to sleep like a child. must...finish...sudoku...puzzle...


if i laugh hysterically every time the chiropractor adjusts me. so awkward.

Until Next Time,
The Guff

Of Course I Knew That

37 weeks today.

Watermelon.

Won't be much longer now...

Cham is getting so big. Her new most favorite thing ever is coloring. Most of the time I find her like this in a corner: 

Don't look too close when you come to my house. There's black crayon on the wall. We're working on that... 

We're also working on social skills. We were at the car dealership last week and Cham got to play tag with a boy in the waiting room. When he first came in, there was a stand off: 

Long enough for me to take a picture. 

It was hilarious. They just stared. 

Then they warmed up. 

Then the little boy walked over to me and said, "Does she fight?" 

"Um, no. She doesn't fight. She's a little baby girl."

Boys. 

I'm having brain trouble lately. Today I went with my sis-in-law to Ikea and we were headed into the store when I heard "Miss...Miss! You know you left your van door open, right?" Right. Of course I knew that. When I got home, unloaded and laughed through telling K the story, he didn't laugh. He just said, "You know you just left it open again outside, right?" Of course I knew that. Seriously. What do these people think I am, dumb? 

You know who's not having brain trouble? Cham. She's so smart. Watch: 

Genius. She may look like her daddy, but at least she got her brains from me. Right?

Until Next Time, 

The Guff

Just Us Girls

I don't have much to blog about these days.

Every day is more of the same: wake up, feed the bunny, play with the bunny, simultaneous naps, feed the bunny, play with the bunny. Sneak in a vacuum here and a load of laundry there, and that's our day. When we feel a little cray-cray we go grocery shopping or out to lunch with a friend. We may go to Farm Burger tomorrow, just us girls. I need a pickled beet/goat cheese/arugula burger. And she needs... well, more QT with me, of course. Just us girls.

Speaking of QT, I could go for a slushie right about now. I won't wake K. I guess it can wait 'til morning.

Cham's got 3 teeth coming in. Two front bottom teeth (finally!) and one last top molar. She's taken this round pretty well, I'd say. I didn't even know she was getting the bottom ones until I saw them break through. Oops. Trooper.

This weekend her Aunt Katie is coming down to watch her for a whole. day. {We accidentally double booked. I'm not taking a baby to a bridal shower & K isn't taking her to a sex trafficking training day.} How lucky we are for sweet, sweet family. I've been telling her all about it, and she can't wait to play play play.

I rolled my birthing ball out of the garage tonight. Time to start bouncing this baby boy down & out. I remember with Cham in the last few weeks I bounced on it to eat, blog, watch TV... here's hoping he just scoots on down and is ready in a week or two.

I'm 36 weeks now.

I've got most everything ready. The nursery, the hospital bag, the 'middle of the night' plan for Cham, the minivan and the must-call list. All that's left is to find a coming home outfit for Jake and installing his car seat. I'm gonna have two kids in my back seat. Weird. I'm gonna miss singing duets with Cham, having very serious conversations and looking in the rearview just to see her sweet face. We have a big time in the car, just us girls.

You heard me right, we bought a minivan. It's kind of amazing. 
I was so, so, {you don't even know} so sad to say goodbye to my sweet Penny Passat. I cried. just a little. She was my wing-man in college. She knows more secrets... and has heard more laughs... Ugh. I just. can't. think about it.

Yes, I look like a whale. 

It's because I am one. 

I just couldn't hug her enough. This is just one of the pictures I took with her. Such a sad, sad day. Good times, Penny. Good times, just us girls. 

What do I name the new beast? It's gotta earn a good name. It'll come. 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff

A Place of Yes.

...And she's back. Our sweet little Cham Chamberoo is back in her old routine: Asleep at 8, awake at 8. I love it. 


I think this baby's coming soon- if old wives tales are true. I can't stop nesting. Not just general, getting things ready nesting. Like, all of the sudden, shoot up on the couch and remember that the laundry room, cleaning supplies and paint all need to be reorganized. And spend half an hour trying to decide where the rugs should be re-placed. Because where they were was absurd. Also, I'm pretty sure the baby dropped. You know, Jake. That baby. Last night I was telling K that I thought he was sitting pretty high... then I caught a glimpse of myself in a store window today and thought "Whoa. You dropped." When K got home that's the first thing he said to me. "Whoa. I think he dropped." So, we'll see. Pack your bags ma, and wait for the call. I'm hoping for 2 weeks more. Could be 4. Could be 6. I'd die. 


The laundry got finished today, with a little help from my boo, so tomorrow is bag packing day. Yay. With only 5 Saturdays until our due date {3 of them with plans} time for projects relaxing is running out. Will there ever be a Saturday just for reading and snuggling? Yes. There will be. When our kids go to college. 


Hey look what I did today. Scored big at the kids consignment shop. This place totally kills me every time I go. It's so clean and everything is new-ish name brand stuff. How do they make a profit. No. Clue. But I'm not complaining. I got Cham (and myself a maternity top) this lot for less than $30 today:

I'm proud of myself. Yes, those Gap jeans are normally $30 by themselves. More importantly- Yes, those are purple converse. Yes, I die.

In other news, Chamblee let me put her hair in a half pony the other day. It was insanely adorable.

And why are her cheeks so rosy when she wakes up from a nap? 

It just makes me wanna kiss her all day long. So I do. 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff

-ps- Am I missing something here?

What's the special?

Ishie Ishie

Today was a big day. Us girls went to the GA Aquarium, cleaned the house, took naps, then went out for errands for a few hours. {we did manage a little snuggle time this morning. for the past couple of mornings, after breakfast, she asks me to 'suggle'. It's adorable and I can't say no. we get under a blanket with owlie and watch tv or listen to music for about half an hour. i drink coffee, she drinks milk, it's delightful.}

I tried giving myself a pedicure tonight. My feet are just so far away. It took forever.

This is what my little man looks like right now. Tomorrow I'll have 31 days left on my chain link countdown. Wowza! Thirty one days. I better get a move on these projects. Help? Anyone wanna help? It's fun stuff, I promise. Decorating, crafting, sewing. I'm just too big to get movin'. So many things on The Bump's to-do list, according to this week:
-install car seat. i'll get k to do that right quick before we head to the hospital.
-pack hospital bag. if i ever finish the laundry.
-finalize birth plan. my plan is the same as last time. to push him out.
-wash all baby clothes. right. see above.
-order birth announcements. between facebook, twitter, blog and texts- i'm pretty sure everyone will know he's here. 


I'm ready. This whole pregnancy has been a whirlwind, and it's just now getting to me- the reality part. He's almost here! I'm getting really excited about it. Yipee Yahoo Day!

Time for bed... but not before a phone dump of pictures from the aquarium:

Looking wayyy up at the whales

"Ishie Ishie"

Our favorite room.

We just sit on the floor and stare.

She's terrified of the diver. every. time. we. go. 

"Whoa!!!"

Loves touching the starfish

...and scene. 

Until Next Time,
The Guff

Hunker Down Jake

A couple of my girlfriends were so kind and threw us a diaper shower for baby Jake last week. It was so much fun! We loaded up on diapers of all sizes, thanks to our generous friends, and really enjoyed time spent just hanging out. Here are some snapshots of the afternoon:

K loves this. 

We made a poll for his arrival. I hope those early pickers are right! 

Once 38 weeks hits- I'm ready.

The hostesses with the mostesses. 

xoxo

Ok. So my favorite part of the shower was the cupcakes. But after that, it was the gift that these girls gave us- that was so incredibly thoughtful and made me cry. Duh. 

They got Jake a Bible with his name on it- and everyone at the party highlighted a verse for him. 

Isn't that the best idea ever? 

I love these girls so much!!! 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff

35/Thirty Five

35 weeks pregnant/Thirty Five days to go

Time has flown by! I can't believe in no time at all we will be bringing home our little man. Projects are full under way and there are only a couple of things not scratched off the list. Those things are my things. K has completed his list. Efficient little rascal. 

Chamblee is really excited about baby Jake.

She's learned his name and really loves trying to pull my shirt up and give him a swift pat on the back. 

She's also in a double bow phase. That's right. In the morning when I let her pick out her clothes, she's also started picking out her hair bow for the day. Some mornings she needs two. I personally love those mornings. 

I gotta say, her smiles get better every day. 

What makes her smile always? Her slinkies. 

Bless her little heart. 

I'm soaking in every little second we get to spend just the 2 of us. 

Won't be long until we have to share our days. Our cuddles. Our meals. Our adventures. 

Until then I'll rock her a little longer and kiss her a little more often. 

I'll stare at her a little longer and squeeze her a little tighter. 

She's my best little friend. 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff

Excuses, Excuses

I know, I've been missing.

I've heard all about it from every angle. Sorry y'all. There was Christmas, New Years, and now there are house projects.

I've got to be better about blogging, but I've also got to prepare the nursery for my little boy who will be here in 3-6 weeks and also the playroom for the little girl who deserves it. And the house for our shower this weekend. Yipee! My incredible friends insisted on throwing K and I a diaper shower for Jake's little bum, and the shower is on Sunday in our home. Needless to say I've been taking advantage of the idea of  having 20 people in our home and have been getting some major to-do's checked off of our list.

Excuses, Excuses, I know. But on top of DIY projects and deep cleaning- I'm 8 months pregnant, y'all. And I'm tired. Always.

Here are a few shots of what's been going on around here. Can't wait until things slow down and I can write about things you might actually want to read.

Christmas Eve 

Christmas Morning

Midnight, NYE

While I craft, she colors. 

We play dress up. 

She gets to be the bunny.

Thanks for those of you who have been praying for our family and especially for our little man. Everything is going incredibly well and I am not on bed rest -or any kind of rest- any longer! It's amazing. 

Now, we wait... 

Until Next Time, 

The Guff