Today I decided it was time to get my chubby little self to Babies"R"Us and get the majority of essentials needed to make for an easy homecoming. Before I made it to the store I had a few other things that needed to be done at the bar, and while I was doing them Lance showed up. So, we sat, had lunch, and talked about how excited we all are for all the babies to get here. (The Cowboys were mentioned a few times) He told me about his new Escalade and I told him about all the bottles I needed. After about an hour of talking we both decided it was time to hit the road and get some stuff accomplished.
Well, after spending 2 very long hours in the store I felt I made very good progress and needed to get home and get to work on the nursery. On the way home I got a phone call from Tabby and she asked me if I needed anything. Puzzled, I said no and explained what I had been doing for the last few hours. She started laughing and said that she had just talked to Lance and he had asked her if they could give their bottles to me. (Keep in mind, they have a baby on the way and just recently purchased their own supplies) She asked him why and he simply said, "Well, she doesn't have any!"
He wanted to give me all his bottles for his baby so that I didn't have to get out and about by myself. Of course, they would have just bought new ones but I thought that the gesture was too funny and incredibly generous. I guess he got a little scared because I'm so close to having the baby and he wanted to make sure I had everything I needed.
The funniest part is that I have a HORRIBLE memory at the moment and totally forgot that I had already purchased much of the stuff I bought today(bottles included). I didn't realize it until I got home and was cleaning out the baby's closet and there they were, 5 different bags full of stuff....OOPS!
In other news:
Oh, my belly button (aka EJECT Button) is poking so far out I don't know if it will ever be the same.
Baby is so big now I can feel her moving under my ribs! It is such a weird feeling but I have to say that at times it hurts so freakin' bad it takes my breath away.
I have contractions on a daily basis (braxton hicks)
My back is killing me cause she is growing like a weed!
I can't eat as much as I use to cause there's no place to put it.
I have more baby clothes than any single person should EVER own (I'll post a picture of her closet so you can get a visual)
That's all :)
