You have probably heard at least one person you know who lives in the Pacific Northwest complain about the record-setting heat and humidity. It is currently about 90 where I live and we are nowhere near the daily high. We were made for weeks of rain and flooding, gray skies and North Face jackets and few of us have air conditioning. Seattleites are sweaty and cranky.
While I am worshiping my air conditioning, I still feel a bit hazy, out of focus. I am not sleeping much and my feet look like they are wearing foot-sized fat suits. Here are some of the happenings from the dog days of summer, straight from the couch.
- We all know I am counting the days until 24 weeks (17 more!) which is August 16th. Today I discovered that the BEST SHOW ON TV, or "Mad Men" is making its long awaited, third season premiere on... you guessed it! August 16th! This must be a good sign, right? RIGHT?
- From the mouth of my three-year old (emphasis is hers):
"I have twins named Scratch and Lucy and they were too small for bottles so they had to drink out of my breasts and they stayed at the hospital for two weeks but now they came home with me and you!""
"My tummy is big and I have to be on bed rest. Actually it is couch rest because I am really tired and it holds the babies in. That is what my doctor told me and I don't like it. It's no fun bed restin'."
"I am having so many contractions today!" (Said while clutching her tiny tummy.)
"Mommy, are your nipples getting bigger?" (She also asked the nanny that the other day.)
-And last, but not least, for your enjoyment, a picture of me (snapped by my mom's iPhone) scooting my way through Target. I get many strange looks, some annoying questions and knock over displays occasionally. Those little seat backs are not made for someone lugging around extra boob-age and babies in their body. I was so uncomfortable that I stuffed a package of (super cute, boyish) onesies behind my back for added support. This may have been the cause of some of the staring.