I hate coming up with a title. Especially when I really have nothing much to say but a rundown of my day.
I'm sitting here procrastinating putting Porter down for a nap. I had a doctor's appointment today and then we ran to Target to pick up a few baby items. Then my brain started to overflow with the amount of gifts we need to purchase (Mother's Day, birthdays etc...). I've put things off this year, and now its the last minute and quite honestly I forgot Mother's Day was even this weekend... until someone in the lounge mentioned it and I realized I needed to get my ass in gear and get my class' Mother's Day projects done to be sent home Thursday. GAH!
My grandma is coming over at 1:30 to sit with Porter until Ryan comes home. Tonight I'm going to my last scrapbook night before Hudson is born. I honestly really have no ambition to scrapbook but I really, really just need a night out of the house and away from Porter and our clutter here. I feel like Ryan hasn't been home much in the past few weeks... he is taking classes 3 nights a week (although he recently dropped one last week in the middle of the semester... not smart) and he also joined a golf league on Thursday nights. He needs down time too, but then the more I think about it I think oooh.. that'd be like me planning a once a week scrapbook night and I'd personally feel so guilty about being gone on a "me" night every single week.
Anyhow... I guess my gist is that I've been home and lonely for four nights a week, on top of being 9 months pregnant and freaking tired and achy as hell, chasing after an in-the-middle-of-terrible-twos-toddler, and stressed about if our house is really, truly going to sell and if the house we want will still be available and trying to keep our house clean and somewhat organized. So, even though I really don't have any ambition to scrapbook, I'm going anyway. I need to just get away and de-stress. I might have to re-think the once a week scrapbook night if Ryan keeps up with his golf every week. If he can be gone, why can't I?