We had a third baby shower on Saturday - Sparky is certainly a very lucky, very spoiled little girl. Our Sunday School class put on quite the party and I had a great time visiting with all those friends. They are all great ladies and Steve and I are both really going to miss our church family here in Ann Arbor.Somehow my waistline is back down to 45 inches. Apparently Sparky has been sinking or is getting smashed or something. Not that it's slowed her down any - she is still wiggling away, mostly when I am wanting to nap. I am finally at the tail end of the head/chest cold that I have been battling. Just a few rouge coughs every now and then. Even though I've been feeling better, my discomfort level is about a 9.5 on a scale of 10. There is just not
room for this little wiggly girl inside me and she just can't stand to be still. Hopefully she will be a little less active when she arrives so we can get a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.Steve is off to Dallas on Wednesday, so I am hoping and praying that Sparky will be cooperative and will stay put until at least Friday. As hard as it is for me to sit around doing nothing, I've been trying really hard to do just that. Today's projects include trying to get this condo sold (I spent all morning typing a sales contract to give to an interested party) and trying to get a house in Sault Sainte Marie
purchased. Last night Steve did some major cleaning for me and I double checked the bags for the hospital. We should be all set, but since the hospital is only 5 minutes away I haven't been too worried about making sure I have absolutely everything packed up.



