Square in the Face

I'm getting the square face.
Oh, you don't know about the square face?

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Ope! There it is again!

This means one of two things: 

1. Slow down on the chocolate chips and peanut butter.
2. Hey girl. You're about to have a baby.

I'm 36 weeks and needing every one of the last 4 to prepare. You know, because I don't know what to expect. I guess I really don't know what to expect about the delivery, because every baby is different. Very different. While I am excited and physically worn out and ready, I know this baby isn't quite ready and I'm hoping it takes its time and comes when it's good and healthy. Besides, I have things to do. Last night I went to the Hanson concert {{gasp}} and tomorrow we head to Centennial Park to see Mumford & Sons. Ain't nobody got time to have a baby right now. Yeah, sure I'm nine months pregnant. I'm also a champ. Chamblee and Daddy have the Father/Daughter Braves game on Saturday and we have a going away party for some sweet friends on Sunday. It's a busy week. It's a packed month. It's a wonderful life.

With less than 4 weeks to go until the due date, it's that time again.
That's right. The chain link countdown.

Cham and Jake got to color the strips and put stickers all over them. And really, what that means is, Chamblee stickered them for about two hours while I scooped every shade of blue crayon out of Jake's mouth. He's a tricky one- running off to another room to eat the tips off of all the blue tones. And one pink. 27 days! 

I just remembered that it's my turn to bring a snack for Chamblee's class tomorrow. Face palm. The kids are bathed and in jammies and my main squeeze isn't home. Guess I'll be going to Publix in my yoga pants and v-neck at 7am. People might think I work out if I wear tennis shoes, right? [square face] No. Very, very wrong.

Ever since the blog where I talked about how people say the rudest weirdest things to me ... I decided I was going to just start saying what was on my mind. Things like "Why would you say that?" or "How is that your business?". And whatta ya know. I haven't had one. comment. since. I'm not gonna lie, I'm kind of bummed. 

Oh. My love just got home and he went to the store for snacks.
What a dream.
He picked me, you guys. Forgetful ol' me.

Until Next Time,
The Guff