Eviction Notice.

In honor of one of my dad's favorite people...

This baby has got to go! Granted, he's not overdue...yet...but at this point it feels like he is planning on taking permanent residence in my womb. NOT OKAY, BABY. 

Photo Evidence of My Geekitude.

As requested, here are a couple pictures of my bullet journal. Seriously guys, I'm obsessed.

An attempt at my "habit tracker" from last month. Apparently, 3rd trimester pregnancy hasn't agreed with Clyde's walking/outing schedule. Hopefully we'll make up for it with plenty of walks with baby in the Fall...

The start to next week -- haven't finished filling in tasks/appointments yet but you get the idea...

Biting the Bullet.

Have you guys heard of the whole "bullet journal" craze? I have totally become obsessed with my bullet journal in the last few weeks...knowing full-well that now is not the time to pick up new hobbies.

Y'all know that I love being organized. Last month, as the whole impending motherhood thing became more real, I began to worry about how I would stay organized while trying to keep a tiny human alive. You know, when my personal tasks and priorities would all of the sudden become more important than the work tasks and priorities. I also wanted to be able to have a space to capture the earliest memories/joys/frustrations somewhere like a journal.

Plus, it's giving me the opportunity to improve my handwriting and center myself around (i.e. be grateful for) the things in my life that really matter.

Not sure why I'm sharing this now...maybe I'm just trying not to think about a certain event that is supposed to happen soon BUT SEEMS TO BE TAKING ITS SWEET TIME. Incidentally, Man Boo and I made a bet (winner gets the glory) on the ETA for the tiny human and today was my guess. Not looking too good for me and the glory.

Send baby vibes.

Happy Day!

Look who made it to the Midwest!

For months I have been anxiously awaiting two monumental arrivals. While I am still waiting on a certain someone's arrival into the world (any day now...so people keep assuring me), the other BIG arrival finally happened this weekend! Mami and Papi Zakisauce made it to Minnesota! Through a major assist from my awesome brother, they were able to make the journey safely and relatively easily. (Thanks awesome brother!)

Minneapolis delivered on a lovely today which gave us an opportunity for a nice walk to the Farmer's Market and a quick tour of the neighborhood before awesome brother had to hop on a plane back to the West Coast. 

Now that Mami and Papi have made it here, I gave Tiny Long permission to arrive this week...wishful thinking...

Creepy.

Hello neighbor,

Maybe it's just me, but I think there is something a little creepy about mowing your lawn when it's completely dark outside. I appreciate your dedication to lawncare though.

XOXO,
  Your Neighbor

In other news, I went in for my weekly check-up with the doctor and Tiny Long is doing well. He assured me again that it could be any day now...get excited! I'm definitely feeling rotund.

(almost 38 weeks!)

Full Term.

Crazy how fast the months can go by when the individual days seem to go so slowly. Back in February when we found out we were pregnant, it seemed like an impossibly long wait until we would finally get to meet our stowaway. Now we are officially "full term" and our little guy can safely make his appearance any day now.

(Here he last Friday...he clearly has the family cheeks!)

We were able to get an ultrasound to confirm gender (which we never did), check his size, and position. Our technician was nice enough to turn on the 4D to see if we could get a shot of his face. As usual, he wasn't being very cooperative with  the ultrasound lady and eventually she snapped this shot declaring that it was "not her best work" but we were thrilled at being able to see anything at all! Hooray for science!

He had a big growth spurt in the last couple of months, and while he was in the 50th percentile at our last ultrasound, he is now at the 74th percentile at 6lbs 11oz. He's stayed head-down after flipping a few weeks ago from breech position and it looks like he is starting to get in position for the big day. 

Judging by the way he is sleeping peacefully, I'm thinking he has no idea how excited we all are to meet him!

State Fair Hijinks.

What a great Labor Day weekend! Why? Because 1) we had some pretty awesome visitors and 2) it included a trip to the Minnesota State Fair.

That's right, Brother Boo and Girlfriend-of-Brother Boo visited us for a final hurrah as autonomous human beings (i.e. before the tiny dictator makes his appearance in the next few weeks). Games were enjoyed, fetch was played (with Clyde), and lots of food was eaten. Especially at said Fair:

Sadly, I didn't make it to this trip to the Fair given the super-pregnant status. BUT, I did get to enjoy some Fair festivities earlier this week when Man Boo and I did a trial run one weekday evening so that I could see if I would be able to manage a hotter and more crowded trip with the whole crew. Ultimately, we learned that I couldn't -- it's really hard to strike an appropriate balance of hydrating enough not to trigger Braxton Hicks and not having to waddle to the bathroom constantly -- to make the trip enjoyable for all. Don't worry though, because I definitely got to satisfy some really strong cravings for Fair food -- one of which may have included chicken in a waffle cone. So good.

Besides, I also got to partake of cheese curds through the magic of Snapchat.

(This may have been my petulant response to all of the pictures of food being texted to me)

Clyde found two new best friends and was basically at "11" all weekend with the energy. Scott was a sucker when it came to caving in and playing fetch with him for much longer than Jamie and I could ever endure. And Ruth, was the Clyde whisperer...Jamie and I basically didn't exist for Clyde this weekend. Since they left, he has been a sad former shell of Weekend Clyde. Moping around listlessly and giving intense puppy dog eyes in the hopes that we will bring back his friends.

(Puppy dog eyes intensify)

We even had a surprise visit from our beloved friends, the Weitzes, who were in town and hijinks were had. I'm not sure I'm allowed to share video sample of that hijinks, but it was a great way to end our weekend.

And finally, we're almost to the finish line at 36 weeks and 4 days! Less than a month to go...which is pretty good news since this is starting to get pretty uncomfortable...