Seeing as how today is my actual due date – AND I’M STILL PREGNANT – I’m going to spend the day on my feet bouncing, attempting lunges, and trying to resist the urge to throw myself down a flight of stairs. Dad says that almost always induces labor. I just haven’t tried it yet because labor sounds plenty painful without the complication of compound fractures.
Not that I ever cut things close, but the last piece of furniture for the nursery finally arrived. So at the risk of being one of those over-the-top pregnant chicks – you know the kind that insist on documenting bellies with a series of awkward pregnancy photos (seriously – weirdest link EVER) I’m posting some nursery pics. Because I can. And that’s just the kind of day I’m having. So there.
I’m still feeling a little guilty about not painting a mural or something big on one of the walls. But truth be told, I’d have an awful hard time painting over that when Parasite Paul outgrew the thing. So I just settled for making just one little wall hanging and the mobile. I think it’ll be less emotionally taxing to throw those in a box then spread Kilz all over a wall.
It’s going to get nasty when Mildred realizes it’s not HER room.
I’m off to rent a trampoline.