It is January. THE month!

I know most people are excited that today is New Year's Day but I couldn't care less about the new year...the new month is the big deal to me! It is finally January. We have been waiting and counting down the days and weeks until January since May. I cannot believe it finally came. The Mayans had me worried.....not really.

Yesterday, we were officially 37 weeks preggo. If Caroline was to be born today, according to the "typical" pregnancy, she would be fully developed. It is a relief to be in the clear and out of the preemie stage.

Time has truly flown by! We had been really busy preparing for Caroline, moving, working, celebrating, and trying to spend time with family & friends before life changes. I wish I could say we are done and ready but every time I cross something off of the "Before Caroline" to-do list, I add something new. Although, I guess it'd be ok if she came before I dusted the fans. The big task left on the list is my maternity leave sub-plans. I am trying really hard to complete those this week and then we'll be ready enough!

23 weeks

In Colorado visiting my BFF, Emily. Em was also pregnant at the time and now has the sweetest baby girl, Hendon. I think Hendon & Caroline will make great friends!

24 weeks

24 weeks- ear of corn

Life got a little crazy after this and the veggie/fruit idea died. Oh well.

25 weeks

In front of our new rent house.

 

27 weeks

Moving had us a little busy and we forgot to get a pic for a couple weeks. Whoops.

28 weeks

29 weeks

Election Day

31 weeks

Eureka Springs, AR to visit Brad's high school BFF's and their wives.

 

32 weeks

Forgot to take a picture this week so I am stuck with this gem from Girl's Weekend. At least the memory is better than the picture!

 

33 weeks

Picking out paint for Caroline's room!

 

 

34 weeks

 

35 weeks

In Caroline's (almost) finished room!

36 weeks

White Christmas

At this point you can start to see a trend of how often I wear yoga pants. If yoga pants every single day is wrong, then I don't want to be right.

37 weeks

I laugh almost every time I look in the mirror. I think I look like a cartoon or something unreal. When I return to my "normal" size (we can all cross our fingers for that one) I will never again allow myself to worry about my body. I'll be grateful that I can reach across myself to buckle my seat belt, reach my feet to tie my shoes, bend down far enough to put on boots or socks with ease, wear pants with a button, and get dressed without getting winded. Oh & shave my legs. That'd be nice.

Here's to a new MONTH! Maybe the best one yet!