I can't believe it!

My baby girl is 11 MONTHS OLD today! What I really can't believe is that I have 4 weeks to plan her Birthday Party and I don't even know what time to have it! She's still taking two naps most days but not all days. I'm guessing early lunch time is always a safe bet for most kiddos and we can always put her down early when everyone leaves. I also don't really like all that "1st Birthday" crap out there but I guess I need to find something. I should go to the party store .... next week after Halloween. Invites have to go out in a week or two so I really better get moving. Poor kid will always have to share her birthday with the Holidays. I can't believe the Holidays are almost here too. ohhhhh the stress is kicking in. breathe. breathe. I need a beer!

OK - so it's time to focus. It's still early in the day. I have a few errands to run but the weather is great! The maids came yesterday so the house is clean ... except for all the newspapers on the table, dishes in the sink (from dinner last night and breakfast this morning), all the laundry piled up, Megan's toys everywhere and her socks everywhere and the chairs she has pushed around the kitchen ... but it's clean underneath all that stuff, right? I still need to shower and clean up the house and do laundry and keep Megan from terrorizing the poor dog ... before I can run out to VOTE, pick up a couple things at the grocery store, drop off the dry cleaning, stop by the bank ... I need a beer!

OH ... and I have to buy a new scale. Mine BROKE when I stepped on it yesterday. Laugh now, funny people, laugh now. There's something just WRONG about a scale breaking when the pregnant lady steps on it. It's just plain WRONG!! Now I have to be the lady who has to buy a new scale and people will be looking at me thinking to themselves "it's a little late fatty!" or the little skinny girl who eats half a cracker for lunch will think "She's pregnant and shouldn't worry about her weight gain. It's about being healthy, not the pounds ..." blah blah blah. They're lucky if they think it to themselves because if they don't, I'm the lucky one who gets to punch them. I'm thinking maybe I need a beer?

Now that I've had my hormonal freak out for the day ... live and uncensored ... I think it will be a good day. I will probably do absolutely nothing. Well, I'll probably add all that stuff to my To Do list then set it aside. I might not even shower until dinner time. I think I'll go play with Megan because that's better than having a beer, especially since it's not even 10:00 am and I'm pregnant. We really might not leave the house at all and I don't think I'll do anything. I mean, the house looked like this when James left at 7:00 this morning and he didn't do anything about it, right? :-) I still just can't believe Megan is 11 months old already. Time really does fly and they really do grow up so fast, don't they?

Here's a smile for you from my beautiful 11 month old BIG girl!!