My belly has been itching this week.
Know what that probably means? Stretchmarks. I survived a 60+lb weight gain while pregnant with Jack and didn't get a single stretch mark. I'd like to hope that maybe this is just dry skin. Or something. But... I bet it's gonna be *ugh* stretch marks.
If this baby gives me stretchmarks, he/she is in BIG TROUBLE! You hear me in there? Your Mama says No Stretchmarks! OK, enough whining.
On another note, I've been reading The Adventures of Tom Sawyer on my Kindle. I probably read it when I was younger, but I'm so glad I'm reading it again now. The times are so different... so wonderful. I love how the boys treasure such weird little oddities and use them as 'money'. I'll give you my recently pulled tooth for that tick you're carrying around. What a sweet deal! Makes me wish that Jack was growing up in a simpler time. A time without the internets and Angry Birds and tv commercials.
Oh! And I finally finished wallpapering and painting the last corner of the bathroom. I've turned into such a sloth about all my little projects. It feels good to finish something. Maybe tomorrow I'll tackle another half-finished something ;)