If you guys are still with me after seeing the naked orb that is our new little man then congrats! (always was a bit of a nudist).
I sometimes look in the mirror and can't believe this is my body, I guess it's kinda only half mine right now. Here's why I am most afraid of this guy's very imminent arrival: he's new. Not old. I like old things, I know what to do with them, how to care for them. New things I know nothing about!
I spent the first 7 months panicked about basic things. How will I know when he's full? How will I know if he's cold? How will I know when he's sick? Now that I am a little more comfortable with this whole thing I am now panicked about my business that I LOVE more than anything. How will I shop? How will I take photos? How will I list stuff? I really, really love what I do and thankfully have a super amazing husband who has a business right below our apartment so with our flexible schedules we are both hoping that, obviously after a hiatus, I can continue to run both shops. It seems like the best thing to do at this point is just "imagine" how I'd like it to be and go from there. So, Wildfell and The Slipperie will be staying, our baby will sleep many glorious hours, I'll go back to a 25" waist and the cat will stay out of the crib......ha ha ha ha ha.....oh god wish me luck. Countdown to due date is 12 days.