Saturday, April 3, 2010

Mural is done!

I can't believe we have this artwork on our baby's wall. I've been sitting in the new nursery chair, watching RJ (and his wonderful wife Suzanne) create this beautiful piece and I still can't believe it's there. I just walk in the room and smile. I can't wait for Charlee and be able to look at it from her crib, read books under the tree and have tea parties in front of the castle. It's the perfect touch for her little princess room. I'm just tickled. :)

In other news, we are officially at 32 weeks today. I feel really really good for 8 months pregnant, other than the cold I've battled all week. It is getting better and hopefully I will have recovered by Monday. Only 50 days to go until she's here, it's really hard to believe. We're acquiring all this baby stuff, talking about her with everyone and all of that but it still hasn't really hit me. We are going to have a little person joining out family very, very soon. I'm getting more and more excited, it just seems unreal.

This upcoming week is spring break for all of my client's schools so I'm pretty much on vacation too. I will see about 4 kids on Monday and Tuesday, then I'm off for the rest of the week. I needed this break and I truly need to make myself relax for these few days. Work is going great, but my body gets tired much more easily (understandable and totally justified) on the long days.

Other pregnancy symptoms have come up that I wasn't experiencing in the previous 7 months: swelling hands and feet. This is probably the most unpleasant thing about being pregnant so far. I feel like I'm a balloon that just gets a little air added all day. I know my face/hands/feet/legs look swollen and that's just bad for all the pictures I know will be taken at showers and etc. I can't wear my wedding set anymore and the ring I got to take on the honeymoon that has always been WAY too big is fitting. I'm hoping I can get rid of the swelling soon after she comes. Until then, I will grin and bare the huge feet and sausage fingers. My mom always told me that she was back in her non-maternity jeans while still in the hospital...hope I inherited that glorious gene.