Sunday, May 16, 2010

Hello due date, goodbye due date


Five-fifteen-twenty-ten. It would have had such a wonderful ring to it.

Why does she insist on torturing us like this?? I know, I know... "you've waited 9+ months, what's a few more days?" Sigh... Right now Rocky is playing piano, songs about "come" and "surrender" and "here I am"... hoping to encourage her along.

When will your birthday be, little one?


I only own 3 maternity shirts... and 3 maternity pants... 

I can't wait to wear my normal jeans again. Although I might forget to put up my zipper in the beginning. I've gotten so used to pulling my pants on. 

And I miss my own shirts... t-shirts, button down shirts, tank tops... instead of Rocky's t-shirts all the time... 

And I miss being able to sit close to the table at dinner... and standing closer to the sink when doing dishes... and painting my toenails... and putting on my tennis shoes without it involving a workout... oh and just getting out of bed or a comfy couch without feeling like a beached whale?!

As much as I enjoy your kicks and rolls and watching my belly move... little girl... can I please have my body back soon??

3 comments:

Rocky Roer said...

You're so cute. I hope our baby has a lot of your genes.

Karen said...

These are some loonngg days. I'm praying for you.

bre said...

dan kept casting elijah out LOL it was so funny

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