8 Months!

Well, we turned 8 months on Monday, I can't believe it! I feel like I look the same as I did a few months ago but it's so hard for me to tell. I do know that i was devastated this past Saturday when i was examining my belly in the mirror and saw what i thought to be the beginning of stretch marks. Agggggg. There were four, small, red marks on each side of my belly. I showed Reg right away and he was so sweet, he said, "honey, i think that's just the marks from your underwear?"
No, it wasn't but it was a good try. Since, the marks have become slightly longer and itch. I've been praying to the stretch mark Gods ever since. Is there a Patron Saint for this type of thing?

This weekend is my baby shower down on the Eastern Shore. I don't like being the center of attention so hopefully Reg will show up and deflect some of it onto him. So far, there are about 32 people coming and they better bring good gifts for Baby. Reg and I spent last weekend setting up the crib together and didn't even argue about it. Although, I was very sweet when mentioning when he was picking up the wrong parts. After all, I don't want to come in one day and find Baby on the floor bc the matresss fell down. We are still waiting for our dresser and rocker to be delivered before we can really finish the room. I will, of course, supervise the putting together of those items as well.

We have a doctor's appt. today so hopefully all is well in uterus land.