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i hear that babies love swings.
sigh. i don't. i don't like the way baby swings look. shudder. i despise pastels. and soft gooey themes. little lambs. pink butterflies. even the fisher-price zen swing looks ginormous and unappealing to me. i know, i know, it's for the baby. but i'm the one who has to look at it! baby won't even notice! i just don't want to spend money on something that would typically make me barf.
i've been looking and looking for a less offensive swing model for bebe.
and yesterday....ta-dah:

magic. someone awesome had to custom paint and custom reupholster, but at $45? sold.
a lovely weekend.
on saturday i found myself up at 7:30a feeling super energetic.
i ran down to world market to get baby shower favors. michaels for ribbon. ups to drop off two packages (read: when you register for presents online, you end up sending back a ton of stuff). mcdonalds breakfast (heehee) for the h and me.
the work ladies threw me a lovely shower. we played the jellybean in a bottle game (i lost). diaper on a teddy bear races (i lost). and the candy bar in a diaper game (win!). i suppose i had to attend at least one shower with all the games. it was such a nice time. i was overwhelmed with how women can come together in support. sigh. makes me sniffly because all three showers were such great reminders of how wonderful my friends and family are right now.
such lovely lovelies.
um.
supposedly i am 1 centimeter dilated.
[insert silent squeal here]
shhhhh. wouldn't want bebe to know that i am freaking out.
i know that it means i could go in four weeks. or four days. i also know that i need to stay calm. and hydrated. and that it's okay that the baby wipes aren't here yet, neither the stroller nor the carseat in the car. i don't have a breastpump. we haven't had a chance to check out the daycare i want. i still have haircut and wax appointments made. my parents are not flying in until april eighteenth. i have another baby shower this saturday. i have not pre-ordered birth announcements.
sigh. oh well, ready as we'll ever be.
apparently entering my last couple months of pregnancy isn't making me a better blogger. (sheepish grin).
some niceties from this past week even though i worked like a madwoman:
* i can't wait to meet your baby. i think she's going to be beautiful. (coworker)
* you are one gorgeous pregnant lady. (stranger at walmart, of all places)
some not so nice, courtesy of the h's grandmother:
* why do you have to work so late?
* some women who go back to work after they have a baby end up putting all their paycheck to daycare anyway. or they just work for nicer clothes
* you need to buy dawn/mop/pie dish/roasting pan/measuring cup
* i don't know how to work your can opener. you're going to have to come home over lunch to show me
* long hair is a blessing for a woman, a shame for a man (said to the h - ouch)
it's been a long week. sigh.