Brainshambles

So, I broke some bed rest rules today and went bat-shit crazy.
I just really needed to vaccuum/lint roll/organize my shoe closets (yes, plural). I lint rolled…my shoes. I sat on the floor and shimmied my way around, so hopefully it doesn’t earn me a big fat smack on the wrist later. We’ll know around 7:00pm when I am a) comfortable resting my huge butt on the couch or b) convincing Kyle for the 3rd night in a row that I’m going into preterm labor.

I also ordered my postpartum abdominal binder. It’s a big piece of tight elastic with velcro that makes ladies believe their waists are being magically shrunk. I am admittedly, a sucker for vanity. Even at my hugest. Hey, if $16.99 gives me even a penny worth of self confidence, I think it’s worth it. Other items on my pre-baby list of tasks include:

1. Organize all random ultrasound pictures and other memory-related things so I may one day make baby books.
2. Sort and clean out my jewelery boxes.
3. Kill the dogs (just kidding…sort of.)
4. Figure out how I will keep track of feedings etc. for the girls (I’ve read about dry erase boards, baby logs, phone apps)
5. Find more baby-sized jelly shoes, because I’m obsessed.
6. Have Kyle, my mom and/or my mother in law do a total hands-and-knees house cleaning.
7. Eat more chocolate.