notes on pregnancy: 40 wks!

{40 week bump!}

thanksgiving day is my official due date, but i'm rounding;)

still no baby.  getting a little impatient.

but everything's good so far, so i can handle the waiting.

in the mean time, i'm taking many naps.  it's nice.

oh and i do want to say, when i in fact have said baby, i hope to get back on track with posting more about home projects, ahem domesticity, than just life updates.  let's be honest, i live kind of a, if not boring, calm life, which is probably not too interesting to read about weekly!

this dream i'm working on.

what a lovely sentiment, "this dream i'm working on."

have you ever thought of a dream as something you actively pursue?

today, i'm over the 39 week pregnant mark, and so much of my time i'm now daydreaming of the future, of my dream day, week, year, life.  i haven't specified what my five and ten year goals are, but if i close my eyes, i can visualize them.

i see my family, our home, travels and my career ambitions.

i see us laughing and working hard to live to the fullest.

for most of our young lives we work toward many milestones, from sports, grades, college and grad school acceptance, to getting a job, owning a home, marrying, starting a family.  these milestones can be easily quantified on a checklist, but how do they make us feel?  should not our dreams that we are working on make us happy first and accomplished second?

from what i gather, much of adulthood could easily be claimed by guilt.

instead of chasing towards our dreams, we try to stay afloat and feel badly for what we aren't doing.

visualizing a five year dream is difficult when you can't feel satisfaction from today or this week.  it's especially difficult when you're more concerned with what others think you should be than who you know you are.

anyway, maybe this is all idealistic, but shouldn't we try to catch our dreams?

what's the harm?

i got the idea for this post from here

you can call him doctor

{m & his advisor}

until this week, i've never known m as a non-student.

i am so very happy & proud to write that he defended his thesis, passed with praise & after five-and-a-half years of hard work, is a doctor... the PhD kind;)

he's walking around excited about all the "free time" he'll have, now that he's not coming home from work, only to work more.  i'm excited about it too!

(i'm trying not to burst his bubble by mentioning the whole impending newborn thing!)

anyway, i'm relieved for him and know that he's already scheming some new way to advance his statistical skills, the guy can't go five minutes without learning something new.  i try to lead by example by watching real housewives or surfing facebook, but no no, he's dedicated and is already throwing out words like "publishing" and "book" and such.  he's so very smart and i wonder daily how i got so lucky and how he puts up with my subpar math smarts.

job well done, m!

notes on pregnancy: 38 weeks

{38+ week bump}

so, i don't know exactly why i'm posting this unflattering photo.

i don't know what is worse, my look or that it's taken in the bathroom.

sometimes smartphones allow you to make not so smart choices;)

but frankly, when you're body keeps expanding, you can't help but wonder, "how big am i... really?"

a photograph, good or bad, answers this question!

anyway, everytime i think i'm done growing, i wake up the next day bigger.

wow.

but, i'm pretty close to the end!

a baby is the result.

weird!