30 Weeks

It's another Friday!
A Friday where the kids are home from school for the start of a long 4-day weekend.
A Friday where Rylan finally has his 4 year well-child check (slacker mom, at your service!) with the new office that we're hoping to use for our pediatrician, so that's kind of exciting.
A Friday where Karleigh has a Valentine's party at one of her girlfriends' houses for a few hours this afternoon.
A Friday where I'm still sick from the cold that I was hoping to not get from everyone else in the house. Wishful thinking, you can't blame me for trying though!
A Friday that marks the end of one week and the beginning of another.
A Friday that should be spent doing a fair amount of cleaning and straightening up around the house this evening - don't be jealous!
Like I've said before, I like Fridays. For the most part, I prefer the Fridays that don't start off with the kids antagonizing each other, teasing the dog, talking back, being sent to time-out, the dog stealing food while said kiddo is in time-out... just the tip of the iceberg really. But, all is well and calm now which I am thankful for because I would like to get back to my happy Friday attitude!
...even if it is through my stuffy, snuffy nose. :)

For some reason I didn't end up taking a 29 week photo so I made sure to grab my 30 week pic this morning... after things calmed down a bit. The joy of artistic freedom is that you can choose to crop out your stuffy, snuffy, chapped nose, broken out face, blood-shot eyes and glasses that you've somehow become allergic to during your pregnancy but have to wear because your contacts are also driving you nuts. Not that I would know or anything! Thankfully the sores on the bridge of my nose are healing up since I have a licensed optician at my beck and call whenever I have an issue. :) My glasses are still bugging me though so I may just have to pick out a new pair since I'm eligible for them now anyway. Sorry... tangent.

The 30 week belly.

I like saying 30 weeks so much better than 29. Seven to ten more weeks to go - Rylan came right at 37, Karleigh came on her due date. I can't decide if it feels like forever away still or just around the corner. Rylan asked me to show him how close we were to our baby coming home (I'm still wondering if he thinks the UPS man is just going to bring her!) on the calender this morning. He's intrigued by February only having 28 days. And he was thrilled at how close it's getting to "baby time". I'm somewhere between relieved and freaked out.

So, we are going to get on with our Friday. The kids are relaxing together and watching a movie and we'll soon be getting ready for the rest of our (hopefully better!) day. :)