Hi Friday!  This sleepy-eyed girl is so excited to see you again.  I need a nap.

As always, I’m linking up with Lauren @ FMGD.

1.)  I’ve been listening to the Maroon 5; Hands All Over CD (LOVEing it right now.) on my way (45 minutes) home from work everyday for the past two weeks.  Any time the song ‘I Can’t Lie’ comes on, both babies start to move around- I like to think they are dancing in my belly:) This morning while I was getting ready for work, this song came on through my Pandora radio and lo and behold- the movement began.  It is so funny, and I can’t help but smile about it.  Totally makes my day. 

2.)  Jordan and I made our first purchase(s) for the girls this week:)  All I have to say is that we are in big trouble.  It isn’t just me.  Jordan made the comment last night while I was looking like a beached whale on the sofa that he is SO excited we are having two girls.  The thought of having boys is beyond him at the moment and he wants nothing more than to hold our sweet Parker Jane and Jolie Grace.  Not to say boys are out of the works for the future- but right now, he is totally smitten with thoughts of girlie things.

3.) I went and got my hair done this week!  I was deperate to go, my ends were split and roots were making their proud appearance- I had pushed out my appointment date a couple more weeks so that I had it done right before I go homebound (read on to # 5).  I LOVE getting my hair done.  I walked out of the salon feeling like a brand new elephant woman.  ApparentlyI’m having body issues this week. 

4.) I made this yummy dinner-3-Cheese French Bread Pizza with Chicken Sausage and Kale.  Last night, my sweet and me enjoyed it for a living room pizza picnic.   Recipe up on Chocolate Broccoli next week!

5.) My number 5 for this week’s high five is semi bittersweet. Bittersweet because on this day, the 31st of August, marks my last day of work for oh, about.. 6 months.  My homebound status starts officially on Tuesday (09/04) of next week as that is the start of my third trimester- what?  How can that be?  This (double) baby making business has all gone by too quickly.  I’ve enjoyed pregnancy more than I expected to, and am really looking forward to my time at home- being able to spend great time with Jordan will be much needed before Parker and Jolie arrive- and also, I know I’ll be safe and taking it easy for the last couple months of my pregnancy- per my doctor’s orders.  I forget how busy I am during a normal day, and I pay for it at the end of the day when I can hardly move off the couch and I’m washing my face and brushing my teeth for bed at 8:30pm because I can’t fathom staying up any longer.  For all these reasons, I am excited to be home!  But- this morning I was sad, really sad.  Simply because today I’ll be doing a lot of things for the ‘last time’ for awhile.  Driving to work for the last time, scanning my badge for the last time, logging into my computer for the last time. I am getting teary-eyed to think that I’m not going to be in this regular routine for the next 6 months.. this routine that I’ve been training someone else to do for the last three weeks to stand in as the Executive Health Program’s Registered Dietitian until I return in February, rather than that familiar face be me.  I see her implementing her own (excellent) RD skills and creating new handouts- so proactive, but it is simply driving me bananas– I have to remind myself that she is not me, and for the next 6 months or so, her way will be different than my way.  Not wrong.  Just different.  I am very thankful for the fact we found someone that fits the bill to fill my shoes, and so I focus on that simple blessing, rather than the fact that she is going to be doing my job- MY job- for the time being.  Yesterday, as I was cleaning out and organizing some of my things, I attempted to put away some of my picture frames into my cabinet.  They stayed there for all of 3 minutes before I pulled them back down again.  I just could not do it. Why is this so hard? I should be screaming yippee! and jumping for joy at the thought of a break..and extended vacation, so-to-speak.   But, I’m not.

Ask me on Monday and I’ll probably be fine.  But, ask me today and you might get a pitiful pregnant woman standing in front of you with crocodile tears running down her face. 

So, don’t ask me today.  I spend too much unecessary time on my makeup at 5am in the morning to be crying all day.