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The calm before the storm...

Hello, there, blog.  I have some good news for all of you out there.  After having our Facebook chat cut off because our home computer couldn't support two open window tabs (seriously!), my brother, Kris has saved the day!  He came over on Saturday and is letting us borrow his laptop!  Hooray!  He just about saved my maternity leave.  Let's face it- How long could I really go without blogging and how long could you all really go without any updates of the baby?  I mean, baby Ella is almost here- 11 days (hopefully!).

So what have I been doing on my maternity leave?  Finishing up some odds and ends in the nursery, usually one errand a day (because that's about all this pregnant body can take these days), and spending quality time with a little Miss McKayala.  Every morning, I check my email and after a few minutes, I look under the desk and she's laying on my feet, asleep.  If I move to the room to clean or to the kitchen to cook, there she is right by my side.  It's as if she likes me again!  Wasn't it only 7 months ago that she decided she hated me?    

I guess even McKayla gets bored.

I think I'm at week 37.5 now, right?  I think so.  Nope, I'm at 38.5 weeks...I think.  I've lost track of time since being on leave.  Whatever it is, it's brought about a few new things:  1) intense carpal tunnel in my left arm, 2) a new love of chewing on ice (and by love I mean after drinking at least 9 glasses of H2O a day, I chew on 9 glasses of ice), and 3) a new ability to build a fort around my body at night in order to sleep (if you could call it that) at night and support this ever-growing basketball inside of me.  

Here's an updated pic Daddy-to-be "needed" to take of me and the basketball at church the other day...

...and YES, after over a year, I finally got a haircut!  It'll probably be the last one for awhile.

We're getting there, folks.  Baby Ella is almost here and Daddy-to-be and I are so excited.  I feel so lucky (and anxious!) to be welcoming a baby into our little family and even more lucky to be sharing this experience with such a wonderful guy.  Have I mentioned how much I love Daddy-to-be and how amazing he's been throughout this entire pregnancy?  Let's face it.  It can be tiring being pregnant, but it can also be tiring having to care for a pregnant woman and have to cater to all her requests for 9 months (because we all know there are TONS of them!). Although Daddy-to-be has his moments, 98% of the time, he's always there to carry my bags, go to the store for me, massage my back, hold me, hug me, kiss me, pray for/with me, and reassure me.  I am so blessed to be loved by such an amazing human being and if I feel that way, can you imagine how loved baby Ella will be by her daddy?  It's an overwhelming thought, I know.  

These last two weeks might be a bit boring, but perhaps it's more like the calm before the storm because when baby Ella arrives, I'm sure nothing around this household will ever be calm again. :)

God Bless,
Kat

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