Pregnant and happy!

Finally I got a good picture of Carrie and her pregnant self. Show that baby off! Carrie and Lil' Bow wow comin' atcha.

Baby Blues? I've got the Baby Pinks.

So I vowed long ago that I would never become the type of mom who loses her own identity and lives only through her children...but I am already beginning to see that that is nearly impossible to avoid this and my baby hasn't even been born yet. I think it has something to do with the fact that every time I look in the mirror I can't help but notice my huge belly and everyone else notices the gigantic bulge first thing too and asks how I'm feeling and when I'm due. And that's not all, lately I've even gotten really excited about completely losing myself and taking care for this tiny being that is so helpless.
Throughout the past nine months, I have been pretty preoccupied with how terrible pregnancy has made me feel and it wasn't until a couple weeks ago when I started to get this feeling...you know, the feeling you get on Christmas Eve or on your birthday, when you get really excited about the unknown contents of your presents. But I really couldn't care less if Christmas came this year. In fact, I would be ecstatic if I woke up tomorrow and it was January. I am getting a present that is light years better than anything that could be under the tree. Now don't get me wrong, I have always been excited about having a baby but now it's starting to feel real. Like it's really going to happen.
I think it all started after my baby shower, thanks again, Desi, Dori, Kerri, and Alyssa. I hadn't really gotten anything for baby before then, because I thought it would make the pregnancy last even longer. So, I don't think I had realized how fun it is going to be to dress my baby. Now my baby has more accessories than I do, bracelets and headbands. And all the cute little clothes, plenty in the closet and even more in a dresser. I am in heaven and I've decided to call this feeling the Baby Pinks.
So in the next five weeks I have got a lot to do to get ready for this kid to come. There are still a lot of things that I need to get...and man, babies are expensive. But I look forward to waking up each day, so that I can get another thing ready for my daughter. She has pretty much taken over my every thought and I don't mind that I've become the person I didn't want to be. Dang it, I am obsessed with my kid and I am happy that I am.