I'm 8 months pregnant. I have:
2 months to go
a heckuvalotta hours.
So, um...I'm around. Sort of. Or more like: I'm round. Yes I am. Getting up off the couch these days is trouble. So is it any wonder I am not blogging? Nooooo...no wonder here. And I am consoled by the fact that I do not know any pregnant bloggers who are on their SECOND child and keeping up with blogging (but if there is one, if you are one, if you know one, do tell...I'm interested. I'd have to ask: "how do you do it?").
So yes. I'm just popping in to say I probably won't be popping in very often. BUT, despair not. I will probably upload some photo only posts this week because hey, I actually have some photos stocked up on my camera. Though I don't think I will be taking many more in the days to come because, gasp, yes, I'm about to say it: I just don't care. I am too pregnant to care.
ALSO, I will most certainly be posting pics of baby girl Furnellie when she arrives. YES INDEED. And then maybe a few postpartum pics (they are never pretty...but maybe it will be fun for you ladies to see the progression from "ahhhh I just had a baby and I still look six months pregnant!" to postpartum fabulous (several months later, I may add).
Oh, and if anyone is curious: I've gained a beautiful 35 pounds. Mostly in my squishy (fabulous) tushy (at least it seems that way to me!).
Okay. Must go lay down. This was way too much work. ;-)