Tuesday, December 1, 2009
This whole pregnancy-is-actually-ten-months-long thing is messing with my brain. I'm all "All right! Time's up! The buzzer on the oven has gone off, let's get this baby cake outta here!" Only no, because there are another four weeks to go, but I just can't seem to accept that. Buzzer! Don't you hear it beeping? What's the holdup?
And the influx of baby gifts doesn't help. My mother- and sister-in-law threw me a shower the day after Thanksgiving, and while the photos Dave took were among the worst photos known to man ever and so shall not be shared with the internet, the wee gifties were adorable and ever so much fun to unpack yesterday, and are just longing for somebody to clothe and swaddle and capture poop for.
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I haven't even looked at the photos, that's how scared I am of them. Like you, I will stick to the headless torso pictures and weird myself out that way so I don't have to mentally fixate on my double chins and excess trunk junk.
Sorry - that was me (kate), not some Anonymous person.
Your mom's were fine--Dave's just managed to be unflattering of everyone, including cute small children, which you wouldn't think would be possible.
Nikki, you look great. You don't look like you gained weight, of course I can't see your face in the picture. Looks like you stuck a oddly shaped basketball under your shirt! I can't believe the baby will be here soon, although not soon enough for you. Love you,
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