Six weeks and counting (no, not until the baby)

It's Tuesday which means I don't have much to do. I really should put off blogging until later in the afternoon. Let's face it: when it's 9:07 am and I am already blogging, that means it is going to be a looooooong day. On Tuesdays, I work in our upstairs office, which means I don't have the welcome distraction of talking to my work friends. I actually feel like I should be doing more, but I'm not sure what that more would be. Oh well. For now, I am perfectly content to just sit here and look pretty. Speaking of work, I only have SIX weeks of work left (from tomorrow). I will be working until April 9, at which point I will QUIT and just get ready for the impending family addition. You can also note that I picked the date carefully-- it is the day before my birthday. I was quick to realize I would not want to work on my birthday. So what better birthday present than to quit the day before? 

To all those who were concerned about my stroller strife, I picked out a stroller! My mom had a baby shower for me with all my extended family this weekend, and my parents bought my car seat and stroller. So I posed with my mom and the stroller for a picture:

The stroller and car seat in all their glory (I love them!):

Here I am with my last Utah-residing sibling, Lindsay.

Lastly, my dad caught the horrible flu that is attacking the country. He wasn't up for taking pictures, so I just stood by him for a picture. It really shows off my gloriously girnormous belly (p.s. I don't know why the bottom of the picture got cropped in some weird circular shape).

Speaking of the flu, Sam had it last week! He says he has never been that sick. He basically stayed in bed all week. He tried to venture out to work (he has a new job at Best Buy!) twice, but sorely regretted it after. Luckily he made the turn around on Saturday, after an entire week of being ill. Luckily I didn't catch it-- thanks to the flu shot. I hope not too many of you have had it! If so, may you recover quickly.