For months now I've felt like I am hovering and moving towards something. My spirit has been completely consumed by my pregnancy and my body follows an internal timer. The bun is in the oven. Six or so weeks to go.
My dear husband works out of town most days of the week. I am not working at all. My daughter, eleven, is back in school and my dog just had knee surgery. My fish does nothing. I have more time to analyze, plan, and worry than any person should be allowed. I have plenty of time to paint, draw, craft, and write music yet I can't seem to really focus enough to create something that I know my whole heart went into. I would have killed for this kind of personal time a year ago. Now that I'm sharing myself, literally, with a little baby boy I'm just not all put together.
I have been able to structure some written thoughts and this is why I need this space to type in. I need this little text box. Tomorrow I will re-read todays thoughts and hopefully see more clearly.
Tonight, I prepare for a Baby Shower being held at my place tomorrow afternoon. I chose navy and cream colors to match the nursery theme. The cake will be lemon with buttercream frosting. There will be mimosas and sparkling cider. The favors are bracelets and hair pins that I have made. I have yet to make one for myself although I do like them bunches. I am excited to have people celebrate the baby with me. I always love a well hosted party and the women in my family are great hosts. Sure will miss the champagne.
Favors
Navy
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