



Me, at 28 weeks and 5 days (taken last night):

I pretend to work, they pretend to pay me
This time of year always reminds me of going back to school. I used to love all the shopping that went along with it. New supplies like binders and backpacks, and of course the new clothes. A time when you get to go on a mini shopping spree, and the parents would pay for it. Sigh, those were the days.
When Argentinian and I have gone up for holidays like Thanksgiving and Christmas the last couple of years, it's a nice change. It feels more like Christmas when it's cold out. That's a second reason I'm a little bummed this baby is coming on or around Christmas (aside from having to share his birthday with Christmas. Torture for any child). It'll be the first time I don't spend Christmas with my family. Instead I'll be down here in San Diego, and I don't know that any family besides the two of us will be around. That's slightly disappointing. I sometimes secretly (well, it was a secret) hope that the baby will come a tiny bit early (as long as he's healthy), so we can make a trip up there for Christmas. I'd suffer the drive with a newborn. Wow... I really digressed there... Anyway, I always love going back up there in the colder months and getting to see the effects (affects?) of fall and winter.