This past weekend husband had a 4 day weekend and we finally had our first real house guest...and to think we've only been here almost a year! My best friend that had been stationed in Korea for the last year came down to visit us for the weekend. Her and her husband are both stationed at Fort Riley KS now so it's nice to be back in the same country. Mr. and Mrs. LT as I like to call them. She's an MP and he blows stuff up...or so I think. Last time I saw her was when I was the Maid of Honor who had to dine and dash at her wedding in 2010! (Figures of all the Saturdays in year she had to pick the same one to get married on as my cousin...and it was a blast going to their wedding in my MOH gown, just glad the dresses at my cousins wedding weren't similar or the same color.) She never got to make it to mine since she was already in Korea when my wedding rolled around next spring so it was awesome so play catch up and get to hang out again. We've been best friends longer than most people stay married and aside from family the only person that I've known and kept in touch with for a lengthy amount of time would be husband and that's still nowhere near as long. And of course, did we take pictures of anything? Hahaha no. That's the one thing I'm so terrible about and need to get on the ball with....these are two of the 4 pictures that were taken over the course of the weekend.
31 weeks pregnant...apparently. Still lacking that baby belly.
This man has a panda on the back of his crotch rocket....
So we're getting into the end and time is dragging by slower and slower every single day...except at the same time it's not. We're preparing for the arrival of the baby and trying to get everything ready to move when they finally decide to let us know when they're going to have on post housing available for us. It could be before my due date, it could be after, all I know is that we're starting to pack already because I know pretty soon I won't be able. Getting out of bed is getting harder and I sound like a seal going "Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow" every time the baby moves and likes to sit in one particular spot that makes it feel like my butt is going to break off from my body and shoots pain all the way down my leg. So I might not look 31 weeks pregnant but I'm totally feeling it.
Miss Kojo has been following me around for the last few days since some of the boxes and plastic totes were brought out. She's moved across the country just as much as we have and I'm sure she's thinking she's going to get shoved into her box for another 2 day car trip. I especially enjoy when I'm trying to carry a box and she lays directly in my path causing me to almost trip. "Maybe if mom breaks her legs we won't have to move." Nice try. I'm on to you and your evil ways.
In between packing and trying not to kill myself with the cat it seems all I do is pee. Sometimes it's when I laugh. Sometimes it's when I sneeze. Sometimes I even make it to the bathroom. Needless to say, I've been doing a lot of laundry and going through a lot of toilet paper.
Then again, if I'm not packing, dying, or peeing, I also seem to be eating a lot. I'm not really one to snack a lot, most of the junk food in our house belongs to husband. At any given time there is usually 2 boxes of fruit snacks, 4 bags of chips, and something chocolatey from Hostess in our pantry. He gets to eat like that because when he looks at food he looses 5 pounds. (Jerk.) But lately I cannot get enough of Little Debbie's Cosmic Brownies or Rice Krispie Treats and I generally don't have a sweet tooth. The only other thing I've craved during my pregnancy has been healthy stuff like apples and avocado so go figure. Must be all those extra girlie hormones floating around in there.
So for now my days will continue to be fast, yet drag and drag on while I toss and turn, try and get comfortable and try not to cross the line of turning up the TV too loud to drown out the person snoring next to me but not wake them up at the same time. I guess there's always the couch, but between the heating pad and 6 pillows it takes to make it semi-comfortable at night...it's almost not worth the effort. Also if my next post takes a while because I get sent to prison for suffocating my husband...it was worth it. I'm going to have to make a video of him snoring and post it. I think he thinks he works at lumber mill.
Goodnite. Hopefully.
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