huh

does this not make sense to anyone else? decrease your debt by taking out a personal loan? i saw this on our online banking and it just made me confused. that's all

ongoing projects

i've been a busy bee lately, lots of ideas circling my head. i've been working on lots of things that will hopefully be great for me and for friends. thought i'd share some of my ideas, i'll share finished projects when they are done (depending how they turn out...) :)

• working on this for a friends baby girl's nursery
• a variation of this for my monkey's room
• working on a few sets of these for everyone i know expecting a delivery from the stork
• a variation of this, again for the monkey

i'm still looking for more ideas to really make this baby's room unique and special. i think once we get the ton of stuff from montana, and all the furniture, i'll take more creativity and figure out what is missing.

worth it all

i'm trying really hard not to complain, but i have to vent a bit...... to get things off my chest. i take it back, not really complaining, but more observations about being pregnant.... here goes

• there are ten chubby sausages where my toes used to be
• i can no longer wear my wedding rings. last night i had to take it off and i thought my poor finger was going to explode. on the plus side, i just read this morning about women who had to have their ring cut off....at least it didn't get that bad!!
• i barely got my toe nail polish removed before i realized how uncomfortable i was, stretching and struggling. i guess i get a pedicure this weekend!
• i can't concentrate on anything for longer than 8 seconds......
• .......what was i doing again?
• very few things fit me anymore....and i don't want to spend much $$ on maternity clothes that i won't wear after december....
• i can't remember a day i didn't look up cribs, diapers, or car seats online at least once
• it takes me a month to get comfortable at night, only to wake up and either move downstairs or go to the bathroom.....

BUT, you know what? i wouldn't trade it for anything. every time this little monkey kicks, rolls, rattles, dances or punches inside of me, it still brings tears to my eyes and a smile to my face. i can't believe that i'm growing a little man....that i've been entrusted to grow and nurture this little life inside of me. really, the other stuff doesn't even matter. i'm over it. he's all worth it.

mama loves you, buckwheat