Last night was absolutely miserable. No, not because of my latest nightmare, though that would ruin any one's night! Instead I tried to get comfortable while enduring dull, yet annoying, contractions. So I was awake most of the night, contracting, feeling too hot, and letting my mind run wild with mental to-do lists.
~Make sure the house is completely clean
~Take out the boxes in the spare room and move in the bed for Grandma Bunny
~ALL of the laundry needs to be washed, folded, and put in its proper place
~I need my hair trimmed, my nails reshaped, my eyebrows waxed, a total makeover on my feet.. Yeah, it's vain, but I want to look my best! ;)
Do you think any of this is going to get done? If anything I hope the house, spare room, and laundry get done. I have 11 days to have people help me. I can do this!
Back to my original story..
Because I couldn't sleep I thought I would read a book- on my phone. :) I picked up where I left off and read for hours it seemed. I read chapter after chapter after chapter and could not get to that sleepy stage! I could tell that the light was bothering my husband so I eventually put it down and just laid there..
God must be training me for what it's going to be like after Zoe is born. I am starting to accept the bags under my eyes.
A lighter note..
Only 11 more days and then I am going to Walmart! Do you realize that I haven't been to Walmart in 12 days?! Maybe God is also trying to break me of my addiction. I have a lot of lessons to learn in order to "grow up" and be a mother, don't I?