Firstly, I would like to say, that I’m 30 weeks pregnant and I’m EXHAUSTED! I can only hope that the birth of the baby I am currently carrying in my womb will energize me. I can’t remember Owen’s newborn stage very well, so I’m just kind of riding on the fact that sustaining life outside the uterus is more energizing than within.
I want to tell you all something. I am obsessed with baskets. The men at Nick’s work were all talking about their wives and how they love baskets. What’s not to love about baskets, by the way?
So, I counted all the baskets in my house. Magazine baskets, blanket baskets, toy baskets, shoe baskets, fruit baskets, shoe polish baskets, key baskets, all the baskets. I have over 30 baskets. (Not counting seasonal Christmas and Easter baskets) There was a time when I accused Nick of stifling my basket love. I now see that I have had my way. Perhaps it is time to cool my jets a little on the basket front.