One last bash

Last weekend the fabulous party-planners Audra, Emily, and Manda threw us a rockin' couples' shower... We had such a great time hanging out with everyone and stuffing our face with queso, homemade cupcakes, and chocolate covered strawberries.

Sidenote: Let me tell you how much I love shower food... we have had a good run together the last few weeks. Its a good thing I have some engaged/expecting friends out there with upcoming showers or I would be scared I will start going thru withdrawals.

As you can see, we had a very competitive game of Baby Pictionary, (the guys won on a technicality.) This came after the Nursery Rhyme game, which a guy also won. Go fig! :)

I am now officially in the countdown stages of pregnancy. I never understood why my friends were so ready to go into labor when they hit that 9th month... I get it now. I totally get it.

Those first 8 months were awesome, and its not that I feel bad or miserable or anything now. I just, well, I just want the end result. You know? I want to see what she looks like. I want to meet her. And Ok, I do not want to get any bigger- it isn't possible, I would like to get out of bed without a heave-ho, I would like to eat a full meal, be able to use my full lung capacity, and wear something besides my slip-on shoes.

I still love being pregnant, I still think I will miss some of this. I was graciously blessed with an amazing pregnancy (and is it too much info to say NO STRETCHMARKS?!?!!??! WOOT!!!!) I don't want to seem impatient or ungrateful or unhappy. Totally am not. Loved every minute.

Its just that this is a waiting game like I have never played.

You know what's coming (well, you have an idea anyways), but you don't know when, you don't know how (contractions? will my water break? will I go over my due date and have to be induced?) and its so crazy for me to think every day when I leave work that there is a chance I may not be coming back for 8 weeks!

So hopefully we are prepped and as ready as we can get. The nursery is done. Mom is almost here. Her clothes are washed. Diapers and wipes on the ready. Swing assembled. Stroller and carseat purchased. The house is clean (um, maybe more like super-clean, because as obsessive as I am about it on a day-to-day basis, I've gone complete Nazi now. Poor Ben. He puts up with it. And like Kaelyn is ever going to notice or remember whether or not the floor was moped or the blinds clean when she came home from the hospital, but it makes me feel better, and I'm telling myself it is completely normal.)

So, here's to the countdown. We'll see you on the other side!

And for those of you out there you are excited to meet our K-bug and want updates, feel free to check back in soon... I have a special guest blogger who will be updating you once things get started and let you know we have a baby!

xoxo

dae