Nesting and Newscasters

I've always heard that in the last trimester you hit the nesting faze where you want to get everything ready for baby to arrive.  Well, it's happened...to Brad.  I came home from work one day and he started talking about getting plastic bins to organize all of our stuff.  We have a bin that we have been putting my crafts into, and a bin for baby gifts, but he was talking about putting all of our storage stuff that is currently in boxes into bins.  He researched prices at different stores and everything.  I agreed.  I came home Wednesday night to find our place a mess - there was stuff scattered everywhere from Brad organizing and repacking everything!  I was given the assignment of going through one box of my stuff to decide if it was all worth keeping.  I basically spent 30 minutes on one box while he successfully re-packed everything else.  I've always told Brad that he is really good at tetris (he can make anything fit into our car for instance).  Well, when all was done at 11pm, he showed me the storage room, which he managed to fit more things into now and there is still room available for more.  Brad is very happy and pleased with himself.

Wednesday night was also the last night of one of our favorite newscasters, Bruce Lindsey.  I know, weird to say that we are attached to newscasters, but we are.  For the past week the station has been doing little stories about Bruce's career in news casting, then they did a final story/montage Wednesday night.  He is retiring to go be a mission president in Australia.  It was all very touching and emotional.  I just love Bruce, he is so good at reporting news.  It probably doesn't help that I am overly emotional, but it is still sad.  

Everyone is noticing my bump now and commenting on it.  I'd say at least a third of the patients now ask me about it.  It makes rooming patients take a little longer because they all want to know when I'm due, what I'm having, if we have picked a name, and of course all of their own stories and suggestions.  It's nice, they are all very sweet, but sometimes I really do not have the time to stand and talk when the provider is ready to see them.  Oh well, one patient did guess that I was 3-4 months along and was shocked when I told him that I'm actually 6 months.  Everyone tells me I'm just so cute and little.  I feel big, mostly because I can't hunch over and still be able to breathe, but I guess I should be enjoying my littleness while I still can.

I figure I'm probably due to put up a picture.  Brad does not like baby bump pictures.  He thinks they are awkward, I dunno.  But I have him take one every week to send to my sister in California.  So here is week 26!