Devo’s off to Mexico tomorrow morning.
And, according to plan, I am all caught up on my laundry (just finished folding and putting away). General cleanliness is pretty good. Just don’t look too closely at the floor.
But I must confess that I’ve basically not taken my MY TIME. I’m just so anxious for us all to be together before we can’t be together anymore. 🙂 I did go to yoga on Monday. That should count for something.
But I’m feeling pretty good, nonetheless. I’ve been very productive this week, hence my bloggity silence. (Did I just say “bloggity”? Ewwwww.) I have pictures to prove it to you. Maybe on Friday.
Perhaps it is the increase in my thyroid dosage that I can attribute to added energy and general mental health and stability. Or maybe it’s the second trimester happy phase. I’ve certainly been hit hard by the nesting instinct. It’s wonderful. (And thanks, Laura, for giving it a name. It didn’t dawn on me that this urge to rearrange was nesting until you identified it. Correctly, I might add.)
So tomorrow we’re off to Aimee’s to worship the baby, as all babies must and should be worshipped. And to see Aimee in all her motherly glory and contribute to both the joy and the fatigue by our presence. 🙂 Hehe.
But it does mean a two hour drive. Each way.
I’m feeling brave. Does bravery come with the second trimester, too?
Well, I’ve been staring blankly with eyes unfocused at the computer screen for at least 35 seconds, so I think that all my productivity has caught up with me and it is time to…stop. Eat. Read. Sleep.
Yes, wonderful idea.