Tomorrow is exactly 1 month from the big D day. Holy Canoli. I only have to make the trek downtown to work 4 more times before the big waiting game for when you are going to arrive sets in. As sad as this makes me to be saying goodbye to the crazy kooks that I work with, I am SO relieved to have a reprieve from that icky commute :). Your early morning feedings will still give me the excuse to listen to the Kane Show though…so that’s ok.
My mom whipped my butt into shape yesterday and really really really helped us get that room of yours together. Things put away, EVERYTHING is washed, dryed, and has a place to call it’s own, hung stuff on the walls, put together your bouncy chairs, and gave me the gift of feeling “somewhat accomplished” for Christmas. Phew. I still don’t have a single bottle to feed your face in the house, but taking care of that today…so don’t worry.
Christmas is on Tuesday, so between all of the getting ready for the bobbleheaded chunk coming into our lives soon, Gracie has been..”helping” and by helping I mean licking everyones presents and walking over all of the wrapping while I try to get everything done in time! I also get to wait til right before we leave on Tuesday to put bows on everything because otherwise my dog would be ingesting about 20 bows a minute and I’d be going broke replacing them.
Bring it on Santa!