33 weeks today. According to the babycenter email I got this evening, Pondegore is a little over 4 pounds and has passed the 17-inch mark. So only about 5-6 pounds to grow, then, right, little one?
We are mad list-crosser-offers. This weekend: carseat for Alla, baby toiletries, new closet installed, diapers ordered.
It has been below zero since Friday. Twelve below when we woke up yesterday and today.
Tomorrow is a big IKEA trip. Love IKEA. On tap: a nightstand for Alla, a bookcase for the playroom, a rug, some wall mounts for all her artwork, etc. etc. etc.
I am having some random craving for BEER. Anyone who knows me knows I do NOT drink beer. But Ron grabs a cold one and I simply must have a sip and there's something about the biting crisp cold that makes me want to down it. Luckily I'm pregnant and therefore do not. Any bets on whether the craving goes away once I'm home from the hospital?
I got nothin' else. Not a whole lot of picture-taking going on here with us being cooped up from the cold.