Odds and Ends

This will probably be a little scattered because, with 9 (eeks! single digits) days and counting, that's where my head is.

I have to say thank you to sweet blogger Ruth Anne at The Maternal Optimist. On Monday, I got home from work to find two packages waiting for me. Inside was a sweet note, a Boppy pillow and covers, and ladybug nightlight for Baby Mia. We were touched that somebody we've never even met in person would send us such a nice package. Thank you, Ruth Anne!

Kevin and my parents bought me a prenatal massage for my birthday, and I had the appointment yesterday. An hour and a half full body massage, and I left feeling relaxed and smelling wonderful. The time ended up being perfect, as it's only been in the last couple of days that I've become truly uncomfortable. Mia is still happily rolling and playing around, which is fine and dandy for her. For me, it's uncomfortable to sit...or stand...or lay down...or walk...for any period of time, so I have to keep changing positions and activities. Friends and family members on both sides have already put their bets into the "birthday betting pool." The earliest I heard was yesterday (made it past that one!) and the latest is April 14. Wonder what our baby girl thinks of all this? I'm pretty sure she's laughing at us.

I have been spending every non-working, non-sleeping moment over the past week or so working on a very large, very extensive graduate project. Most of the work is due this coming Monday, with the remainder due the following Monday. I finished and have turned in the whole thing as of 11:00am this morning. Phew! That's a major stressor lifted. I know that I still have some time, and my professor would have been willing to work with me if something happened before I got the work turned in, but it's nice to know that that is now off my plate completely.

My last day of work is this coming Friday. Kevin is taking me out to The Melting Pot (yum!) on Friday night to celebrate my birthday. My parents and sister are coming on Saturday, also to celebrate my birthday, this time at Old Ebbitt Grill (yum again!). Lots of good eating this weekend. So, Baby Girl, I'm thinking Sunday or thereafter works for me. Mommy wants her "Last Suppers".


Finally, I introduced this song to Kevin about two weeks ago, and he's been diggin' on it since then. My generation and older will remember Darius Rucker from his success with Hootie and the Blowfish before the band fell apart/split last year. Since then, he's been flying solo on the country music circuit. This song is his newest hit.