The weather forecasters predicted 1-3 inches of snow in our area.
We had one flake of snow and 1+ inches of ice.
Unlike some people around us, we have had power the whole time.
We’ve also had a fire going the whole time.
I’ve walked out onto the porch, but haven’t set foot in the ice.
(I’d rather not end up in the ER…or jump start labor.)
It was pretty out, but not the winter wonderland scene that I saw all over facebook.
I was thankful that my brother was here because he took the big kids out on an “icicle hunt”.
That’s the only time they went outside and it was a big hit.
School is cancelled again tomorrow.
All the other adults around here have to be at work by 10am (or earlier).
And I’m supposed to go in for another NST after lunch.
It’s going to be an interesting day for sure.
I hit the 36 week mark today.
I want her to hang out for a little bit longer,
But my hips hurt and I’m exhausted.
I’m not sleeping well and I feel like my skin is stretched to the limit.
I’m ready for her to come,
But at the same time I’m not.
Like a good book, I’m anxious to reach the end,
But I don’t want to close this chapter of my life.
I am constantly reminding myself to savor it, savor it all.
Because I know I’ll miss it once it’s gone…