Single Digits..

We are 9 weeks away from baby girl's EDA. Thanks to the hard work of my MIL (on her birthday) her room is all painted. I just need to decide to what wall decoration to put up for her owl theme. The first is from Target and uber cheap, the second is about $42 and the third (probably my favorite) is a whopping $73 bucks. Number 2 is a lot like our bedding though..hmmm What do you think?

We are also working on getting her furniture together. So much baby furniture is rated crappy or is very expensive. My dad suggested that I refinish our bedroom furniture for her and we get new stuff...very tempting but its a lot of work and time. At 8 months pregnant, I am not feeling extremely ambitious. Heck, I can't even get our house unpacked and organized. We have so much stuff its unreal. I just want to take it to the trash can and not deal with it.

Kellen's job isn't getting much better. He has some opportunities to move up at FedEx so we are hoping that one of those work out. Trying not to stress about it all but every day things become more and more unsure and every day we are one day closer to having a baby. Life sure isn't what I thought it would be. Some parts are better than I ever dreamed of and some are a lot worse and most are just plain different than I imagined. It just goes to show you can't plan everything in your life- its easier just to trust God and go for the ride.

We haven't been able to check out any churches since moving in. I've been sick every Sunday morning. We've listened to a few online sermons but you can't judge a church by that. I can't believe my morning sickness has returned. So frustrating!

Saturday night Kellen and I tried to have a nice date night and I ended up running from the dinner table and throwing up all my dinner. This is becoming more frequent. I have no appetite and sometimes struggle to breath- just more signs that the baby in me is growing big and healthy. We invested in a pregnancy wedge to help me sleep more comfortably and so far its been wise investment. I'm also concerned about my weight gain. I do not want to gain too much. At 29 weeks 5 days, I was up 16 pounds. They told me to gain 25-35 but that seems like so much. It seems like I am right on track to gain a pound a week. It just is becoming emotional draining to feel so large, unattractive and clumsy. I don't think there is a single part of my body I recognize anymore.

I'll post belly "mountain" pictures soon- well as soon as we find the camera!