The final countdown

Is anyone else out there a fan of Arrested Development? I look at the title for this and can't help but associate it with that song and Gob Bluth. Sorry, sidetracked. It's now only one hundred more days and then Mason baby is out, of course it is likely it will be less than that, but the number just seems so significant. Likely because as it's the end of the triple digits and the days will only speed up from now until d-day.

My nesting, and apparently baking bug is in full swing. I finally ordered the bedding for Mason's room (thanks tax refund!) and am anxiously awaiting it's arrival so that I may choose a paint color. I spent this past weekend taking out all of Skyler's 0-3 month clothing and washing it with a fresh round of Dreft. We also have already received some new clothing just for Mason himself, so I of course needed to wash and fold those as well. The smell of all this fresh baby laundry really takes me back to Skyler's early days, not to mention looking at all the tiny outfits. Skyler was near on nine pounds when he was born and those newborn clothes were still big on him. It's hard to imagine someone so small again...

The baking is something new, I think. I don't remember being a baking fiend last time around, but in the last two weeks I have had a major upswing (from my usual nothing) to baking a couple of loaves of banana bread, some from-scratch blueberry muffins, and Irish soda bread last night. Not sure where this came from, but at least Andy can't complain any more about the lack of activity my KitchenAid receives. For now at least:).

I am definitely starting to feel the slowdown too. I am getting bigger and clumsier, and carrying Skyler up the stairs is no longer a reasonable option. Fortunately he doesn't seem to mind not having this mommy valet service. Overall I am feeling good though, and the thought of getting the nursery put together does help me retain a little bit of energy. Thank goodness for nesting.