Theo's first trip to the ER at the beginning of the month. Luckily a simple case of nurse maid's elbow but was scary anyway. This could probably be in its own post but when you're in your last days of pregnancy these things happen.
Theo's first solo ice cream cone at Ruby Jewel. Big on the list of things I will miss about Portland!
39 weeks. Sitting very still this weekend while Jon is doing boards but I'll probably go late anyway.
Made some newborn leggings. Yep, the openings at the bottom are two inches! I love tiny things.
39 weeks pregnant, Jon taking his dental boards this weekend, graduating, Theo turning two. All big things that are happening soon. Oh and moving, I guess that's a big one. In less than two months we are packing all our stuff to head to Jon's first job in Truth or Consequences, New Mexico. Yes, you read that correctly--there is a town in the U.S. that exists with that name, we are moving to it, and it may be the opposite of Portland, Oregon in most ways including its Wal-Mart. I have not seen this place yet, but I will eventually when I move there. It's crazy, a little scary, and feels right all at the same time. And the chilis, friends, are probably going to be worth the move alone. Right? Right? I need to buy some sunglasses.
My heart is going to hurt for a while leaving Portland and its temperate weather, friends, food, and domestic comforts. But I'm packing up my mood stabilizing placenta pills (yep, just typed that out loud), Amazon Prime, internet recipe searching skills, and am going to embrace my inner southwesterner. That person I didn't know existed. And I think I'm going to take up paddle boarding.
