The Chop is requiring I post the following:

My husband thinks I’m lame because I didn’t post this the minute after I watched it:

Yesterday marked 35 weeks of pregnancy for me — 35 long, slow, hot weeks, lol. I had an ultrasound on Monday and he is now 6lbs 7oz (+/- 17 oz, so who the hell knows) and today at my other appointment I measured 2 full weeks bigger. Kill me now.

My parents have been here the past couple of days, and my basement? Still not done. Although I am heading downstairs now to see exactly how much more time will be needed. We are at 20 days (including two Saturdays) and I am more than ready for the process to be over.

Sadly they spotted a leak that’s coming from a small crack in a tile in my upstairs bathroom… which means I will now have to have them come back to look into the wall and see if I have mold and to fix the crack. The baby and I are very highly annoyed.

My dad is going to a rally in DC tomorrow — he’s so excited it’s kinda sad. Initially my mom said it was rude coming here, then going down there, but we’ve decided he’s too much of a handful, so sure, take a bus down 8 hours, go to a Glenn Beck rally with Sarah Palin (I know, I know, our politics are soooo polar opposite) and then take a bus back 8 hours. Have fun! We’ll be here chilling. Heading to dinner. Eating ice cream. Definitely not riding on a bus for 8 hours with a bunch of gun-toting crazy people 😛

I realize everyone says kids are expensive, but seriously, until you are preparing to bring a baby into this world, you really don’t realize the extent of that expense. As in strollers that cost hundreds of dollars, plus a car seat, then a bassinet… oh but also a crib, other nursery furniture, special nail clippers, soap, diapers, diaper wipes, sheets, bumpers (for the crib), baby monitor, clothes, booties, hats, and yes, the list goes on. Now just imagine that after you’ve had the baby for oh, 7-10 months, you have to buy most of this stuff all over again! Apparently peanut grows out of things quickly, lol.

Peanut, sadly, is still unnamed. We’ve fortunately knocked one of the list permanently, but that still keeps us at three. Sigh. Person naming is very disconcerting.

The Chop and I explored our basement yesterday (sadly, laundry is the gift that keeps on giving), and so far it’s coming along. They jackhammered the rest of the laundry room/bathroom tile out, which is good, but managed to leave little tiny pieces of tile embedded in the ceiling, which is not good. The Chop assures me they will clean that off (along with the inch of dust)—but he figures if they don’t, we know my mom will when she comes to visit in three weeks lol.

The basement guys started yesterday. Apparently they moved the heavy stuff (couch, chair, etc.) to the garage and put down sealant. Then they left. I actually think they left around 2ish, but honestly I don’t remember—it’s too hot for me to pay attention to that shit.

They called and said, we’ll be by tomorrow to check and see if it’s dry, but it might not be, so we’ll have to hold off.

Did they come by today? No. Did the Chop call them? Yes. And what did they say? Apparently it will take two days for the sealant to dry, but they guess they can come by tonight to check.

Irritation level is currently very fucking high.

Today I had a meeting that lasted from 915AM to 415PM. Seven hours in one room with two, sometimes three people, where we attempted to compile accurate lists of their products on their website. It was excruciating.

The worst part was that we were in a closed room—meaning the temperature did not come down from around 79 all day. And we sat virtually the entire time. So not only was I boiling, but the baby crawled his way up to my ribs and decided to stay there kicking for seven hours.

Tomorrow the final step in the basement process begins and oy, I am not looking forward to having “company” every day for two weeks. Especially considering the 90 degree temps they are forecasting. I cleaned Sunday, then did a little bit of weeding and spent all of Monday in pain—hello back and abdominal muscles. Do I need to use you all to clean? Apparently, yes.