8-25-10

Just posting an update.... Not a whole lot has been going on in the Shane Peavler house. We're getting "baby brother"'s room ready - he still does not have a name and will not until he's born. Shane made some ADORABLE cabinets (with the help of his older brother, Jeremy) for the room and he spent the first 3 days of this week sanding and painting. They are so cute and will be ready to put in the room probably this Friday or Saturday. I just need to get baskets to put in them. After that, his room will be mostly ready - just need to buy the rest of the supplies for him. I'm getting more and more anxious by the day. I start my weekly dr. visits next week.

Chloe has been good. I make her take "quiet time" in the afternoon in the hopes that she'll fall asleep. She usually does. This was how she fell asleep last week - she was watching me in the kitchen. This position so does not look comfortable. 

Um, our garden has exploded. This picture does not do it justice. My camera was dying so I only got this one pic. The tomatoes are all kind of falling to one side and the squash is all over the place. I can't even describe how big the watermelon vine has gotten. We pick a bucketful of vegetables atleast twice a week. Too much if you ask me -- but only because I don't like the veggies. I can't wait for my watermelon and cantaloupe to be ready! It just looks like a big pile of weeds though, huh?

Oh, our camping trailer got tagged last week too :) My neighbor knocked on my door and said, "did you know that someone graffit'd your trailer?" UH... NO!!! Anyway, after some internet research, a combination of nail polish remover and Mr Clean Magic Eraser, you can't even tell that it ever happened. Stupid neighborhood kids. I won't even go into my feelings about the group of people I know is responsible. Everyone knows how I feel about them...

I've been getting fatter and fatter and more and more swollen. Shane grabbed my wrist yesterday and said it felt like hamburger :( More reasons why I want this baby to come early. 

I need to get the nooks and crannies of my house clean so I guess that can distract me until he comes. But it's really hard to deep clean things when you have a ginormous fat belly in front of you - and your hands are so swollen that you can barely grip the rag. Oh well. less than 5 weeks until I'm due. Let's hope the doc won't let me go late!