Keeping Sane

Lately the days seem like weeks and weeks feel like months and the past 7 months have felt like at least 5 years. My extremely wise sister-in-law (yup I'm sucking up Ashley!) is always having countdowns to make time go by faster. I'm going to try this method. Ready, set, go!

• 4 days until I go to the doctor again so they can...take my blood pressure only to look at me weird because its so low, check my weight and make fun of the lack of weight I've been gaining, and I get to hear my cute little girl's heartbeat
• 6 days until the Mountain West Conference tournament starts where either I can watch a repeat of the nightmare last night or maybe Jimmer can bust out a new career high...50 points?!
• 10 days....anyone else super pumped for selection Sunday!!! I love March Madness. It was kind of freshing last night to get a break from labor dreams and have a basketball one instead, except I think it would have been classified as a nightmare, even compared to dreams about being in labor. Davies was running up and down the court but wouldn't shoot the ball in BYU's hoop....weird
• 12 days till the first round of the NCAA tourney. Ok no more basketball countdowns because as much as I love my Cougs if they fall I can't let it ruin my countdown
• 23 days until my baby shower. Don't worry if you haven't gotten your invite yet my sister is still working on them. But really, mark your calendars. Party of the century.
• 28 days.....36 weeks holla!
• 29 days till General Conference/weekend in Logan/baby shower with the family!
• 43 days till my last day of work before I get a real grown-up job...aka mommy. Since singing songs, playing peek-a-boo, and skipping showers is WAY more grown-up than working at a brokerage firm.
• At this point my countdown becomes a little fuzzy because if I have it my way our baby will come April 15th (43 days). How cool would that be to be born on tax day....especially if your mom graduated in accounting, don't be too jealous.
• 50 days until I my parents come visit and get to watch me waddle at graduation. I know people usually say walk but since waddling has become my new mode of transportation I have no other option.
• 56 days until our little girl is due. Not that that really means anything considering she is going to come whenever she feels like it
• 63 days. 63 is a glorious number because on this day not only will Trevin and I be celebrating Mexican Independence at Taco Bell but we will be guaranteed to have a little baby and I will not be pregnant anymore.

Oh boy 63 days....I think the countdown might have made it all seems a little bit longer but I'm trying to keep sane for the next 8 weeks....one day at a time. Or one cheeto at a time, that always helps.