I don't have any cute pictures for this one.... mostly because I am a little lazy at getting the camera out (not due to a lack of exciting events).
My cankles have spread to my feet, or should I say, "theet," those would be thick-feet. My entire leg, really, looks like a Cabbage Patch Doll's. My calves go directly into my heels, leaving only a little dimple for my "ankle," my feet are over stuffed to accentuate the carefully "sewn on" toes. I am not mad about any of this, mind you. Mostly, I think it's amusing. There's no point in getting mad-- and it looks incredibly funny. The other morning I had to put on Matt's socks since mine are too tight on my Cabbage Patch Theet, but when I went to slide on my Birkenstock clogs, my feet wouldn't fit. Realizing I was going to have to wake Matt up and ask for his help in tieing my tennis shoes for me, I grabbed my shoes and went up stairs to gently wake him. After he put one on and tied it, he could see I was wincing a little (my ankles are so far gone that the ankle support for my shoe was not compfortable at all!). Being the most gracious, caring, protective, thoughtful, loving husband that he is.... he said, "hang on." He ran downstairs and returned with his tennis shoes. It was at that moment that I started to laugh... a lot (knowing they wouldn't fit). However, when he tied the first one on and it didn't hurt, I laughed some more until tears came. He reassured me that it was going to be okay, that my feet would go back to normal after the baby is born, and that this was only temporary. I asked him, "what will you wear then?" His repsonse, "I'll find some other shoes. What's most important is that you are comfortable!" How the heck did I get so lucky? I love him!
Speaking of lucky... I went out yesterday morning to meet some long time friends at Starbucks and catch up- before baby comes. While I was out, Matt stayed home and cleaned the house. It wasn't a suprise or anything, he even told me he was gald I wasn't going to be around so I would feel the urge to try and help. There are still some things that would not pass the "white glove test," but he cleaned all on his own, and I am not going to argue about that one. So if anyone comes over.... please look past the tiniest of imperfections that only you would see and realize that I have the most wonderful husband in the world, and be happy.
As for today... we are off for Dunwoody this afternoon to celebrate my sister's 6th child's 1st birthday. I can't believe that a year ago we were at the hospital welcoming Sara.... this year is really going to feel like deja vu!
We are sitting at 9 days away from my due date, but really anything could happen-- he could come early, on time, or just a little late. Either way, we are both "ready" to be parents and cannot wait to share him with all our friends and family-- so stay tuned.
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