in a funk

Y'all, I'm in a funk. I don't know what it is about this week. It's mostly work that's getting to me I think. I have been the worst blogger. And since I know you all sit on the edge of your seats every day, waiting for me to post, I sincerely apologize. 

The good news is, it's sunny in Denver! Which means that Jonathan has LIVED in his stroller these past few days with all the walking we are doing.

He doesn't seem to mind.  

His new favorite thing is "standing up," which really just means leaning against furniture. But his balance is pretty good. You don't need to remind me that other 9.5 month olds are walking by now. Believe me, I know. But this is advanced for us!

There is no funk of mine that can't be cured with this guy's cuteness, so we'll just throw in another pic to make up for my whining. 

Thanks for your forgiveness for my funkiness. I'll be back, don't worry. 

Pregnancy brain

Sigh.... I need to take a break from my current project for a second. I'm sewing fabric panels to cover the closet in the baby's room. Probably the easiest sewing project I have undertaken so far. And I just spent 15 minutes ripping out a seam along a 6 foot panel because I sewed the pieces together backwards. Thanks Mom for buying me a seam ripper for my birthday last year when I got my sewing machine.

Pregnancy brain is for real.

I find myself dropping things on a regular basis. At work I will be putting something on my desk as I run past it in between patients and it will turn out the desk is a good 6 inches away from where I actually thought it was. Whatever object was heading towards it will clatter to the floor. Luckily most things made for pediatrics are sturdy. I have dropped my $400 otoscope several times these past few months. I also drop dishes all the time while washing them. They splash into the sink and spray me with water.

The other day I was drinking a glass of milk and somehow forgot to tilt the glass back upright before bringing it away from my mouth. I got a lot of milk on my lap.

So this sewing project is just another example of my life as I know it now. But can I just say that I try to compensate for what I know is a decrease in mental function--and that I even double checked the fabric before I sewed it and I still did it wrong...

Dear little baby in my belly, I love you so much. I love having you inside me. But remember how Daddy and I have been talking to you about how great it will be if you come out of my belly early? Well, I just wanted to remind you of those chats. We are so excited to meet you and get to hold you and kiss you and the sooner the better! And also, Mommy really needs her brain back so the sooner you come out the sooner that will happen! Please remember to leave behind any of her arithmetic skills, memory, sentence-forming ability, and brain processing speed when you do decide to come out. You are kicking me right now so hopefully that means you understand! Wait, is that laughter I hear from my belly... ?


{Hopefully at this moment I am taking on the bulk of the stupidity available to our family because Jon needs the brain power more than I do--RIGHT NOW he is in the middle of defending his orals paper! I am so so proud of him. This will be basically the culmination of his entire seminary experience. He has worked so hard and learned so much!!}