5 Days & Counting

To say living in a 3 bedroom apartment while 39 weeks pregnant with a toddler and Grandma has been "rough" living would be total bologna.  Does this look like a rough morning?

Sweet Cheeks

I told Pete we are going to look back at this time in 10 years and it's going to seem somehow romantic.  Living in cozy quarters with no real agenda except waiting for a new baby and our home to be complete.  While I hear a lot of "I don't know how you are managing a move, the baby, pregnancy, etc, etc.  I'd be pulling my hair out!"  All I feel is a sense of excitement and thankfulness over the endless blessings.  Our family is here together.  We get to go on another leg of the journey of life together.  I love the bit of encouragement I received from a neighbor right before we left Florida that this life is a journey, not a destination.  I want to enjoy as much of this journey together as we can.  Who knew not being able to turn your head without seeing a naked bum would be what truly filled my days with happiness.  

And designing a house...that has filled my days with exhaustion frustration complete joy;)

They placed the microwave in it's designated space before building it in.
Palmer showed quickly how that design was not really thought through.

The kitchen has really come together with the counters and backsplash

I dream of herringbone.

Can you be excited about a laundry room?

With the countless hours of my life I dedicated to selecting light fixtures, I find
extreme satisfaction in seeing them become a part of our home.

Grey back doors

Grey front doors

And last night we had what might be our last Friday night date in a while.  Trying to fit in as much adult time as we can before our days run out!  Tonight calls for Thai with friends.  Spicy food is supposed to get these babies out, right!?

Somehow I manage to make Pete look slight in this picture.  Swollen much?

Or maybe it's cupcake and cappuccino dates with my mom that are the problem?