Rain, Rocks, Registries, and Reading

I'm only writing this post because 1. I'm determined to keep up blogging, even when I have nothing to write and 2. I'm going stir crazy after being home for the third day in a row (combination of a nasty cold--geez, it's like my immune system is suppressed or something; it just won't go away!--and rainy April showers).

Recently in my life...

Last weekend was my birthday. My husband gave me the best birthday birthday a pregnant woman could ask for. We went rock-hunting Friday night so that we could add some rocks to our garden, per my request. Then, we bought new bedroom furniture and a new couch, thanks to my nesting and Casey's side job. Saturday, we relaxed for most of the day and then went to Olive Garden for dinner (I can't eat enough pasta these days) and picked up our new furniture. Now to get rid of all the old stuff in our yard sale next weekend and I will be a happy lady. I'm excited to get to work on the baby room, but I am waiting until we purge all of our junk.

Throughout the last week, we spent time sprucing up our garden: adding our new rocks, filling our giant flower pot, and splitting some hostas to move to new locations. Casey has been a champ working on my honey-do list, despite his side jobs, the extra work he has been doing, and keeping up with all of my pregnancy wishes.

We also knocked another big "To Do" off the list by getting our registry done. You might think that this would be a fun task, but it was not one that I was looking forward to. I was, in fact, actually dreading the process. The whole idea was just too overwhelming to me. For one, I'm not a big shopper; strike one. Two, I have never been a mom before, nor had a baby; how am I supposed to know what I/she will need? Strike two. Third, I'm pregnant, which means I tire easily and have less patience than in normal circumstances; strike three. Turns out it wasn't so bad--probably in part because I had very low expectations, and in part because I had some great friends to give me lots of good advice prior to the experience. And now it's done, and I don't feel nearly as stressed about it. It's even kind of fun to go back and look at our list online.

As for  Bonza, she continues to do well. I spent this morning reading to her in the rocker while she kicked in response. I am 26 weeks now; only 2 weeks left in the glorious second trimester. I'm starting to feel "big"--things like getting out of bed and bending over to tie my shoes are no longer flippant motions. They require a conscious telling of my body what to do. But I still feel great (aside from this darn cold). I am running when I can, eating all I can :), resting all I can (which has been too much for my taste, as of late), and growing this little girl bigger and bigger. 14 to go.