Random weekend where nothing went as planned

This weekend set the tone for the next few weeks I’m sure….teaching me that I can plan, plan, plan... however things will happen as they will. To start off, here I am at 37 1/2 weeks with what looks like a beach ball under my dress.

I took a vacation day Friday to help Mom & Dad unpack but as I mentioned before, my poor ankles were still pretty swollen so I was forced to only unpack boxes that I could reach while sitting down. In doing so, I finally discovered someone that rivals Lisha in the office supply hoarding department. I hadn’t seen so many sharpies, highlighters and post-it notes since I lived with Lisha in college. I think hoarding might be the wrong word for these office supply maniacs because they both have the most organized collections you will ever see. So even though I had planned on being a huge asset that day, my assistance was limited to unpacking Mom’s overly organized office supplies, unpacking Dad’s endless alphabetized DVD collection, and filling the bookcase with books. Lackluster at best.

That evening Zach packed up and went to the church for the youth group’s summer canoe trip. About 30 minutes after I dropped him off I get a call that he decided to stay because he was worried about me- going into labor, not staying off my feet, overdoing it, etc. He is already becoming the most thoughtful daddy and I was so glad to have him around for one of our last weekends before the baby!

By Saturday, my ankles were doing much better and I was even up for the grocery store. I had planned on cooking some banana bread and organizing Austin’s closet, however when I got home from the grocery store a nice little wasp decided to attack my shin as Zach and I were unloading the car. You have got to be kidding me…..so it was back to the couch for me…this time with gooey baking soda paste on my leg. The picture on the left is in the morning (my skin felt so tight like it would pop) and the right is after having it elevated all day to keep the swelling down where I was stung.

So here is Austin’s poor closet….it is a mess and I will be so embarrassed if he has to come home from the hospital to this…what a bad first impression. I can just see him rolling his eyes at me in disgust. Hopefully we can tackle it this weekend as long I can stay away from wasps. I did manage to finish his laundry that goes in the dresser- onesies, blankets, bibs, burp clothes, etc. And his hospital bag is packed and ready for departure!

My plan is to distract Austin from his unorganized closet with his stuffed animal posse! They decided to congregate in his crib as a welcome home surprise!

Zach and I came across Green Button and White Button, his blankeys that he toted everywhere as a child. Although he hoped we could pass them down to Austin, I think it’s a better idea for Austin to have his own NEW, CLEAN set of blankeys. However these will find a special place in the nursery!