I have realized a few things. I am now in double digits until the baby gets here. Roughly 97 days. Unless he decides to be late like Alice.
That makes me 26-27 weeks (and I need to take a picture sometime!). Seriously! I have 13-14 weeks (or less) to get ready for this baby! If that isn't enough to make me manic, then I don't know what is. I have ordered a ton of clothes 0-3 months, 3-6 months, and a few 6-9 and 9-12. Just in case this kid is a chunk and is not "true to size" like Alice was. Now to wash, sort, and put them up. And I need to do the same with Alice's clothes. I'm not planning on getting rid of her stuff for a few years (in the off chance that Sean decides to grant my wish for another baby or two).
Oh and for your viewing pleasure, a huge drift from our back yard. It is about 4 feet high and at least 25 feet wide (which is hard to tell in the picture). I have never seen a drift that big in all my life, that wasn't up against a building or something. And, no, I'm a mean mama. Alice was not allowed outside today to play in the snow. Mostly because I have been hurting and have been laying on the couch most of the day...and because she needs better winter gear.
And I am going to say this now...I am already over winter, and it isn't even officially here yet. I'm dreading our gas bills for the next few months. Ugh!