Last night I dreamt I gave birth, it wasn't at all painful, but in my head I knew it was a trial run.. the weird part was I gave birth to a baby giraffe. As if that's not weird enough, the nurses then told me I had to breastfeed it, so I'm looking at this giraffe with huge lips and teeth and thinking no way, I was however quite happy to say that I would squirt the milk into it's mouth. The nurses seemed as horrified by this solution, as I was by the giraffes two huge front teeth. Luckily I woke up before anything else happened.
32 weeks this week - meaning less than 8 weeks to go, according to the WTE app, I have 56 days left! We have a busy week this week with NST tests, the start of the baby birthing classes, DH's birthday, Doctors appointment, Kids Sale that I registered to go to and the baby shower.
After the baby shower, I plan on doing much of the remaining purchases, and then I feel like I can start to organise the nursery and make it more "us". I already love the room, I can't wait to see it once it has some personality injected into it!
I am also beginning to feel a bit of my energy returning, so hopefully this means my house will no longer look like a bombsite, and I will actually be able to start tackling all the little niggly items that have been bugging me for a few weeks :)