Jessica Kelso

The flu? I can handle. 32 weeks pregnant with the flu and a toddler? I can even do that. All of that with a whole lot of nausea? I CAN’T DO THIS. It seems like right when I start seeing the light and make my way up for a breath, something comes along and shoves me back down to start again. And honestly, I’m tired of swimming. I just noticed how I’ve been very neglectful when it comes to writing, but the up and down emotions that pregnancy has brought on has been a lot and I haven’t wanted to be “that” girl. Today, I’m stuck in bed but not able to sleep. . .  so here I am. That girl.

32 weeks and Nola is kicking my butt! Not literally…although sometimes it feels like it. She is just a super active little thing. My baby shower is this weekend and I couldn’t be anymore excited about celebrating this girl with all of my family and friends. It’s definitely something I’ve been looking forward to. I think after the shower I will be able to start planning and preparing more since I haven’t done a single thing. I do not feel ready yet for her arrival in the slightest, so her plan better be to stay in there for another 7-8 weeks!

Oops, had to get out of bed to answer the door. Brighthouse? Installing a phone line? Kevin must have forgot and I’m not exactly prepared. Thankfully he works right down the road and is on his way home. Go ahead Mr Brighthouse guy, wait in my home while I’m hiding from you in my bedroom. I apologize you had to witness my crazy hair, no makeup, and belly hanging out from under my shirt. We have decided to get a home phone line. Brighthouse offered it for an extra $3 a month for the next year, so we couldn’t exactly say no. I’ve only ever had a cell phone, so this will be weird.

Small changes, big changes. . . trying to prepare myself but not sure I know how.