Post 8 and no baby!
I guess I shouldn't be too surprised considering that my due date isn't even until Thursday, but in all honesty the reason I don't blog every day is because it isn't like my life is that exciting and as cute and funny as the Ladies are, there are some days that are blog worthy and others that are not.
I could tell you about sitting in the bathroom last night at nine o'clock with the Little Lady on the froggy potty, ordering me to sit down on the toilet, while she closes the door and asks for privacy, then gives me a play-by-play of her bodily functions. I mean it is pretty cute when she tells you she "tooted" and then laughs hysterically, what is kind of weird is when she describes her poop as a "banana poopie" and then the Lady tries to check it out when the Little Lady is clearly still sitting on the potty. I swear, if that girl does not start putting her hair back I am going to lose it. It is almost down to her butt!
I could tell you that I googled "bloody show" today. I wasn't prepared for there to be images.
I could tell you that we still aren't 100% on our girls name and that there is a real possiblity the legal name of this child, if female, will be "Last Lady" or LL.
I could go into great detail about the anxiety and uncertainty I am feeling about bringing another human being into this world, or we could simply discuss Weinergate or Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition.
But for now, I am happy to just get a post up. It means I am one day closer to the end of this pregnancy and one post closer to blogging about spit-up, cracked nipples and squirt bottles.