The Drugstore Wars

I don't understand why the drugstores are all building new drugstores next door to their competitors. There's a new Walgreens on 4th street, right next to CVS. And the Payless pharmacy is just across the street from them both. I don't get it? Well, whatever. I don't go to drugstores very often so it doesn't really have anything to do with me. And I don't intend on starting my own drugstore anytime in my life, so I guess I shouldn't let their little battles annoy me.

I had a doctor appointment this morning; I like my doctor so much. He's so chatty! He was, in my opinion, waaay more impressed than he should've been by the fact that I wrote out my birth plan by hand. But he was happy with it and is going to make copies of it and send it over to Labor & Delivery. He also is a believer in full moons when it comes to labor. He says there are no studies to prove it but if you've been a doctor for long enough you'll believe it. And he said that it would be best if dinosaur could stay in for a few more weeks, but it wouldn't really matter if he were born this weekend on the full moon. Also, he's 42 years old!!! I had NO idea!! Martin and I both thought he was about 30, he looks SO young. But, he's not.

Here is the sling!! Please ignore the skin that I didn't know was showing in the picture. Obviously the thing will fit better without the belly, and it will also look better when there is a baby in it instead of a cat, but you get the general idea. Also, I guess you can't really see the prettiness of the print. Well, just trust me: it's a VERY cute sling.

I've spent a lot of money so far this morning. I've just purchased from iTunes the newest Kate Rusby album, and before that I bought a nursing bra, so I might say I've got everything I need for Franja now! That's a good feeling. Of course, there are really a lot more things I need, for instance a changing pad for the dresser, and to bring my rocker over from my parents house, but whatever. Every time I get something else done I feel a little bit more prepared. Not that I'll BE prepared when the time comes... because seriously, when have I ever been prepared for anything? I'm not exactly what people would classify as a "planner."

And here is my table arrangement with the sweet annie on the dining room table. It's a little fuzzy because I'm not very good at keeping still to take pictures.

I think I'll go to the grocery store. But one more picture: My big giant belly at 35 weeks (and a few days.) If you look closely you can see my very sticky-outie belly button. Also, the grey sweater is the Goodwill sweater I got a couple of weeks ago that I love so much. Again, it's fuzzy, but you get the general idea of my hugeness.