Rob is going to be out of town next weekend over my birthday, so for the past couple of days he has been bugging me to open my present. He was so anxious for me to open my gift that you would have thought there was bomb in there ready to explode if I didn’t HURRY UP AND OPEN IT, OMG. So Wednesday night, a whole week and a half before my actual birthday, I finally gave in and opened it. 

And he totally surprised me…

… with a new MacBook Pro! I had no clue this was coming at all. I had been using his old laptop, which worked fine, but apparently I deserved a sweet upgrade. Since then, my live-in computer nerd has transferred everything from my old Mac to the new one. He has probably spent more time playing with it than I have, which makes me wonder if this gift was partly for him…but it doesn’t matter. He’s too good to me. 

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My mom started a blog! She’s funny and sentimental and cute all at the same time. Make sure to go over and check her out HERE. 

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This morning while Rob and I were eating breakfast we saw the national weather forecast and Rob commented, “Wow, look it’s like 115 degrees in Las Vegas.” For some reason, maybe because I was still asleep, I chose to respond with, “Yeah. Hey, isn’t Vegas in New Mexico?” And everyone, it’s not. It’s in Nevada. I wouldn’t have been surprised if Rob had rolled his eyes at me when I said that, or busted out laughing so hard that his granola went flying out of his mouth and across the kitchen. But instead he just looked at me straight-faced and told me it’s in Nevada. 

The point of this story? I am dumb. And I have recently determined that I am especially dumb when it comes to anything geography, math, history, and/or science-related. Seriously, sometimes when we’re bored my sister and her fiance will fire off trivia questions for me to answer. The only reason this is fun is because my answers are so off the wall and downright wrong that it’s hilarious.

Also, embarrassing.

I think when my children are in fourth grade learning state capitals I will try to dodge their geography homework by instead educating them on more practical things, like some accounting debit and credit lessons. Or the difference between there, their, and they’re. After that, I’m pretty much done and they better scoot along to their Daddy.

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The third trimester is totally starting to finally kick in and make me feel all wonky and tired and zombie-like. It’s like I regressed back into the First Trimester Lazy Haze.

Also, sleeping sucks lately as it’s impossible to get comfortable without my back, my ribs, or my stomach aching. Next thing you know, my eyebrows will be uncomfortable and keeping me up all night.

However, last night  I was so tired that my body finally allowed me to sleep soundly all night long. These are the nights I am cherishing, as I know they’ll be long gone after August 25th(ish). 

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Tomorrow we are going to our day-long birthing class at the hospital. I have some deeply mixed emotions about this.

Part of me is really excited to go and learn about what exactly is going to happen when I finally go into labor. The other part of me is absolutely TERRIFIED to know all the details (ie: episiotomy). 

(Note to self: never again google the word “episiotomy” to find the correct spelling.)

I mentioned on my Facebook status the other day that I was banning myself from watching TLC’s A Baby Story until after I had given birth, though honestly? I think that show is more addicting than cocaine. The harder I try to keep from stopping on that show while flipping through channels, THE MORE I NEED IT. I can barely help myself.

Anyway, I am pretty sure I can blame that show for all the terror I’m feeling.

Well, that, and now also googling the word “episiotomy.” 

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