When the weather guy gives up.. you might as well too.  The high for Thursday is zero.  That's right.. ZERO!

Apparently today is Braxton Hicks day for me.  Every time I get up, walk or go upstairs, they start.  They're uncomfortable to say the least but they do go away.  This is precisely what I need.  It does make me incredibly thankful that Adam didn't have to go the training thing this month.  He's really being quite fantastic this pregnancy. 

We still have no clue what we're going to name this little man... we both like Gage but that's about as far as we've gotten. 

Oh, MAJOR freakout the other day.  I decided to go through Jeffrey's old baby clothes and sort out the sizes I'd need for the first few months.  Guess what... I. Saved. NOTHING!  I was crying like you wouldn't believe and will probably start again if I think about it much.  I remember donating SOME baby clothing and all the gear but I sure thought I saved SOME of the outfits!  Apparently I did not. 

So I post my freakout on FB and people come to my rescue!!  My cousin has graciously offered me anything and everything she has left over from her 2 boys and one of Dillan's therapists tell me she has clothes to donate to the cause as well.  Now that that's taken care of perhaps I can relax again.

Perhaps.