Well, today is actually the start of 38 weeks and this baby has no desire to come out. Lots of lifting, up and down the stairs, jumping jacks, spicy foods, and a few unnamed activities have still warranted no need to enter this world. She's comfy--I'm not.
We're hoping to have her here before we move. Did I mention we finally found a place to rent?!
Halle-freaking-lujah, my friends.
The camp trailer and motel room were becoming alarming real as places to live. Hunk did a lot of house tours and dare I say "he did good" finding a place that not only has plenty of room, but is clean.
Who knew that "cleanliness" would be our number one obstacle in finding a home.
By the way, I've been in a cooking slump lately, any suggestions for easy dinner ideas?!
I feel guilty feeding my family fast food four days in a row...