Time is Flying By!

This seems to be a common phrase said in our house lately. It seems that the days/weeks are just flying by. We have been pretty busy lately, with nothing in particular, just life. We have so much left to do to get ready for the baby.. not that she'll realize if I've hung her pictures or not, but still. I am a little anal when it comes to matters "house-related," but I've really been slacking in the arena of cleaning out the extra bedroom. On Sunday, I took the liberty of cleaning out my husband's closet and then moved all of his clothes, shoes, etc. into my closet. I had to remove the majority of my summer wardrobe in order to fit them in. We have never shared a closet before.. hopefully I'll be able to deal with it. I'm really weird about the way things are hanging in the closet, and he's really not so weird about it, so it might be interesting!


I went to the Dr. this morning and let me just say that it's absolutely amazing how much weight you can gain in 4 weeks! Never before have I been so shocked to step on the scale. My doctor even said, "Did you really gain - lbs?!" How do you answer a question like that? She then said, "Are you sure they didn't make a mistake?" I've told y'all about my sugar cravings, but I cannot imagine how much sugar made up all of these lbs. Anyway, I'm committing anew to eating better, walking more now that the weather is bearable, and not gaining much more weight. I also had to do my glucose tolerance test, get a rhogam shot, and a flu shot. I had two moles removed on Monday, so it has really been a week full of shots and sticks. I am soo not fond of needles and/or blood, but I've handled it all like a champ this week. I felt pretty yuck when I left the Dr., but I think that was because it was after 10 am and I hadn't eaten a bite yet.



On another note.. with all that we've had going on I feel like I'm missing out on precious moments with Grant every morning when I drop him off. I've always felt that to an extent, but realizing that there will be another baby that will require lots of attention soon is really making me think about it. My little guy is at such a fun age right now. Don't get me wrong, he is a handful, and he can also be a bit of pain, but for the most part he's a blast to be around. You never know what he is going to say and/or do. I just wish there were more hours in the day to spend with him. I have said many times that I don't know if I'm cut out to be a SAHM. I'm not sure that I have the patience to do it, but other days I really wish I had time to just hang out with Grant. On the weekends, it's rare that we're at home, and even if we are, there's so much to do around the house that I don't feel like I get much, if any, downtime. I feel like I would not be fully satisfied staying at home full time, nor am I fully satisfied working full time. Maybe a part time job would be my best bet emotionally, however, part time childcare that is affordable is much more difficult to come by. It almost negates the part time paycheck usually. I'll just have to wait and see where God leads me once baby girl gets here. I hope it will be pretty clear cut. Sorry for rambling!!