we've finally moved into our new house and i could not be more relieved. there were moments over the past weekend i didn't think we were gonna make it- the packers, the movers, the heat, the rain. i was so close to saying 'fuck it. we're not moving.' but i didn't and no one left with any missing limbs or gaping wounds. and i never wanna go through this again. it all felt so rushed and uncoordinated and i don't fair well when i'm feeling rushed and uncoordinated. strange men touching my pictures and books and clothes and furniture. i hated every moment of it and i did a lot of crying and screaming to make sure everyone involved knew exactly how much i hated it. it was torture, i tell ya. torture.

and now there's the unpacking and arrangement of the rooms, especially the nursery. the nursery. the baby. oh, the baby, my sweetness. i think she's really starting to recognize Jay's voice as her *daddy's voice*. she's very responsive to voices and music in general, but the way she responds to Jay's and my voice are becoming very distinct. with me, she kicks and punches as if she's replying back to whatever i'm saying and we go on like that for an hour and it just melts my heart. with Jay, there was kicking and punching, but as of sunday, whenever he lays his face against my big belly and says "Ava, it's daddy!", you can actually see her move and roll her face against my tummy to where Jay's face is. i don't know what's cuter, Ava knowing her daddy or watching him melt like butter when she does it.

while i'm starting to get a bit more uncomfortable physically with the leg cramps and back pain, i'm finally starting to relax about the impending birth of this little one. i kinda wish we could fast forward to labor and delivery so we can finally meet this little person giving me heartburn and making me pee every 10 minutes. really, the only thing left to do is get the nursery together. i don't want a baby shower, so i'm not having one. i just told everyone who's asked about it to send diapers. there's no such thing as too many diapers when you've got a baby. call me crazy but i just think it's stupid to ask people to buy us stuff when we pretty much have everything we need. perhaps if we were having a boy it would be different, but we're having a girl and i have waaaayyy too much baby girl stuff to even consider asking for gifts. diapers, that's what's up.


to be continued.....cause i'm hungry as hell.
--i refused to spellcheck @ 8:05 PM | |