ABCDEFG, Next Time Won't You Count (Down) With Me?

19 days until my due date. Just 19 days. Now, I realize she may come earlier or she may decide she's not ready and (GASP) come later. Jeff and I are hoping for not later! Today is our anniversary and I am a bad wife because I have not made a card yet. Today sort of snuck up on me, and being that my energy level is at a negative to begin with, being creative and coming up with a beautiful card that would reflect the endless love I have for him didn't happen. I make a list each weekend (Jeff loves these lists, LOL) of "things" I want to get done that weekend. Everything from listing each individual load of laundry, to changing the sheets, or finishing painting the upstairs bathroom. Usually I complete most of the list (and I actually mopped this past weekend!) but this past weekend it wasn't happening. I did get all of the diapers washed (Apparently you have to wash them 4-5 times before you use them so they fluff up and become more absorbant) and folded and put away. That was a big task - I can't tell you how hard it was to keep track of how many times each was washed/dried - I had post it notes on the tops of the washer and dryer to remind me what number I was on. But on the second page is where I listed "extra" non-cleaning things I needed to do. Make shower hostess bags is on there, as well as "make A card". That was code to me for anniversary card for my sweetie in case Jeffrey looked at the list and wanted to help cross things off. You can well imagine that "make A card" is still on my list, waiting patiently for me to complete the task and cross it off. Would someone like to invent a day pass for pregnant women? It would be like a get out of jail free card. You get x amount issued when you go to your first doctor's visit and you may turn them in when you need a day of non-pregnancy. I would turn one in today. LOL! I'd make the most spectacular card, clean our house from top to bottom, finish painting the bathroom, then put color on the walls, get the little knick knacky stuff put away, readjust the car seat base in Jeff's car and buy some nursing pajamas. Wait, I know there is more I would want to do...
19 more days. I wonder if I will be instantly more mobile when Emma is finally out. I know I'll still probably look pregnant - all my friends are making a point to stress the fact that I should not expect to go home in my prepregnancy clothes. But will I be more able to get out of bed? And clean my shower? Hmmmm....
Until then, I will patiently continue to count down the days.