Reality! Where Are You??

Ok, here we go. I'm finally in my 32nd week never believing I would have made it this far. It seems surreal to look back now to when this all started and think that I'm really on the downhill slide. But, with all that being said I'm thinking that I have finally reached my breaking point witht he outside world. Sure, I get out from time to time to go to the doctor or to do the occasional grocery shopping just to blow the stink off, but I'm really starting to feel a little isolated. I'm not sure if it's because we have recently had some decent weather or just because I'm the most impatient person in the whole entire world. The closer my due date comes the more anxious I get. Not because I'm nervous just because I cannot wait to meet this little girl I've been working on for the last several months. I feel like she is the grand prize at the end of the painful, never ending wait. The day she is born will definitely be one of the best days of my life. This is where I'm going to have to stop and recognize the man that has made this all happen and I have never forgotten that praise be to God and his amazing Grace.

Here is where it gets a little weird, so bear with me and try not to judge. I have a confession to make and not only is it embarassing for a grown women but it's borderline completely wrong and illegal. Brace yourself, here we go...are you ready??? Wait for it!!! I think I'm becoming completely obsessed with Justin Bieber!!! I will wait for the gasps to pass, because I so know what you are thinking. Staci has lost her mind! I've been trying to rationalize why this is happening and I think I've came up with the answer. Not only is my 5 year old daughter in love with him, but lately he is everywhere! Every television show I turn on has him on it, and that also includes all my favorite talk shows. Every music station, every t-shirt, every everything. It also doesn't help that I took Zoie to watch the movie at the theatre the other day. I figure she got out early from school and I knew she would love to watch it. I knew it wouldn't hurt to go sit at the theatre to watch a movie and it would be a great opportunity to get out of the house. It was actually kind of nice because not only were we the only ones in the theatre but I knew I wouldn't have to worry about Zoie being to loud and disturbing other people. Here is another confession I'm a little embarrassed to admit, but I kinda liked the movie. Oh, get over it! Actually the daughter that I was so worried about being loud fell asleep halfway through the movie,but not me. I was glued to that screen, smitten with this cute little teenager.

So instead of turning this into the creepy thing that it is I'm going to embrace it as something that Zoie and I have in common. I will use it as a bonding tool if nothing else. If that doesn't work then I'm going to blame the bedrest and being surrounded by his cute little image all day everyday. Like I'm brainwashed, it's not my fault. I'm sure this to shall pass like everything else but for now I am a BELIEBER!!!

Storm of the Century...What a bummer!

Alright, here we go with another snow day this week! What! And now there is talk of another one tomorrow! Just shoot me now! I know I might sound a little overdramatic, but I really think I have a case of the cabin fever. I thought being on bedrest was bad and it couldn't get worse...boy was I wrong. The one thing I had going for me was my weekly doctors appointment in Columbia, where I got a little bit of fresh air. But no, not this week it was cancelled due to the Storm of the Century!

Let me just start off by saying how much I love my girls! I think I have the best girls in the world and woudn't trade them for anything. With that being said...I really need school to be in session. Zoie has so much energy and no where to let it out, except for on her sister. Sofia is used to being home by herself and is having a little bit of trouble sharing her toys and her time. We finally went to McDonalds last night to blow some stink off and get out of the house. As soon as we walked in the door at McDonalds I realized we weren't the only parents who had that very same idea. All around me were parents with bloodshot eyes and kids running around like they were rabid. I would like to personally thank McDonalds for being open and giving us that outlet before I officially lost my mind. Who would of known that 5000 calories and two cheap my little ponies later I would have somewhat of a second wind.

While I was out and about I surely did not underappreciate the sights I saw. The mounds and mounds of snow, the cars that were buried to their hoods and all the heavy equipment that was out trying to rescue us sorry souls from our driveways. There was one ray of sunshine after this storm of all storms. Puxataney Phil did not see his shadow and spring is on it's way. Who cares if it was because he was snowed in and couldn't get out...it still counts!