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It's good to be back. I've been sucked into Facebook hell, and that's keeping me away from this blog. You see, I can only do so much web-2.0-ing . . .
Well, so much has happened since the last post: Obama's inauguration; I read a really good book titled, The Happiness of Bliss; I saw Slumdog Millionaire on the big screen (awesome awesome awesome!); we've had the snowiest January on record (almost. We still have a few more inches to go, but snow is in the forecast for the next few days). Um, on paper it doesn't look like much, but it's really a lot. really.
I'm 22+ weeks now. I'm really showing, and I'm finally feeling the baby kick. It's much more subtle than I imagined, but she's still wee and doesn't have the reach to connect yet. Personally, I chose to think she's too sweet, too good-natured to want to hurt me, and no one needs to disabuse me of this image. Also, while it seems like I have been pregnant FOREVER, it's actually going fast. I have chronic heartburn, and I'm starting to feel the weight now, but otherwise I am tip-top.
Oh, yes! I've just about finished with the nursery: crib; new mattress; new crib set (adorable); car seat; mobile; pack and play; changing table; cloth diapers; dresser. The hard part was clearing the room. Mr. R and I are like a pair of goldfish in that we will grow to fill any space, and we had that room filled top to bottom. We still occupy the closet, and I have no idea where that stuff is going to fit, but I'm banking on the fact that she won't need the closet for awhile.
I also registered for baby stuff. Mostly I did this from my desktop, but in the end I invited my mother- and my sister-in-law along to guide me through the process. We had a lovely time being girls.
Well, more to say on that but out of time for this post. More soon.
I'm two weeks away from the final trimester. Unbelievable.