December 8. Fifteen weeks and 3 days, Moving

Baby is the size of an apple this week! If I were to shine a flashlight right on my belly, the baby would be able to tell the difference in light. Baby is also apparently breathing/swallowing amniotic fluid.

We moved last weekend. What a job! It went very smoothly for a move; I had everything packed except the cold goods and I had most everything stacked out in the garage. Nathan got home late Friday night and on Saturday morning the men came to move us. Our Pastor and his dad Terry came with their trucks, then Melissa’s husband Thomas and Marshall, another guy from church, came with Marshall’s truck and a trailer. They got everything moved over in one load, with the exception of our grill and Nathan’s motorcycle, which we’ll have to go back for. I spent Saturday and Sunday unpacking. Melissa was a huge help to me—she’s definitely a girl after my own heart in organization and cleanliness, among other things. I would say we’re about half way unpacked, but I have my entire kitchen and bathroom done, the living room mostly done, and the bedroom mostly done. What’s left is pretty much stuff like books (I have to wait to buy bookshelves), knickknacks, and various other random stuff.
 And in answer to prayer, Marshall gave us a fridge, washer and dryer, and couch and loveseat. All we need (well, I’d like) a desk, dressers, and baby furniture. We also need some kind of outdoor dog run for Lily.
Melissa is staying with me for the week (Yay! Girl time!) and we’ll be able to spend time together, and hopefully do some more unpacking and make some Christmas cookies. As I mentioned, Nathan was home for the weekend which was incredibly helpful as it took the stress off me about “I’m not supposed to lift over X amount of weight but this is my crap so I should be helping…” In fact, he put me in time out at one point on Saturday morning, which I thought was funny. He stayed until after his jury duty on Monday morning, and left last night. His company was going to keep him gone until the 18th, but that’s when we’re supposed to leave for Ohio for Christmas with my family. Plus, our ultrasound is on the 17th and of course he really wants to go to that with me. I guess he called one of his bosses and they knocked down the number of stores he’s supposed to do from 4 to 2, which will put him home either this coming weekend or early next week. They’re not typically too flexible about work trips, but I’m reasonably sure that Nathan wasn’t being too flexible either. He’d already asked for the time off, and he really didn’t want to miss finding out what Baby is OR delaying our trip start. I’m so incredibly excited for Christmas and seeing my family! Mom says she’s got a lot of stuff planned and that I’m going to sleep all the way back to Texas. I told her that was fine since it’s a long trip!