Another day with my butt glued to the couch...this is getting old really fast. It's pretty pathetic I am looking forward to my doctors appointment next week just so I can get out of the house. I warn all of my friends not to call or stop by because I may keep you occupied for hours. Wow, did I just turn 80 and miss the years 35-79?

I didn't sleep well last night, but hate taking naps because then I won't sleep well tonight. I think it's because my little monster hardly kicked at all. I feel better when he kicks, it makes me smile. I can't wait for him to be here!

I found another name I like today, but of course Nate doesn't. He read a baby name book of 100,000 baby names...no, 100,000 is not a typo. Out of all those names he still did not find one that he liked, or even sort of liked. I have picked out 2 other names, but he doesn't like those either. Pretty soon our baby will be here and he will be nameless, but that's okay, because he will still be the most beautiful baby in the world.

It's amazing how I can weigh myself last night and the scale reads 144, then I weigh myself again this morning and it reads 139. That's a lot of water retention:) Every time I step on the scale I have to mentally prepare myself and remind myself IT IS GOOD TO BE GAINING WEIGHT. I think every woman understands how difficult it is to watch that needle go higher and higher on the scale and have no control, nor do you want control because the baby's health is all that matters to you. But, it still damages your self esteem a little.

I have my job interview today. I have decided to not try to hide the belly bump...Mostly because I went through my closet last night and hiding it would be impossible. Also, do I really want to work for someone who discriminates against pregnant mothers? I am a small business owner, and I do not hold it against women for being, wanting, or getting pregnant. If that's what they want, then I encourage it! I just want honesty so I can prepare to have someone cover for them while they are on maternity leave.

I added some pictures last night. Nate and I decided to go chop down a Christmas tree...well he decided to do all the work and I watched as my poor husband drug this huge tree a 100 feet, up hill, and through the woods in knee deep snow to the car (just like when our parents used to walk to school). Then he had to pick the tree up and place it on top of the car. I just stood by (like an idiot) taking pictures...I have to admit it was kind of sexy, but I did feel sorry for him. He is such a good sport, he didn't complain about any of it.