Miss Pac-Man

Recognize this little girl?

What is a blog for other than to reveal information about ourselves that otherwise people generally would never know. Well here you have it. Melissa has a medium size addicted to Pac-Man and I guess it started when she was a little girl. I caught on to her little fetish the last time she got a new cell phone. First thing she did was download pac-man. Now I catch her playing in all sorts of random and inappropriate places. Don't worry, she got in trouble the day I caught her playing in church. Turns out she is really good at it too. Just a warning in case she ever tries to hustle you at pac-man.

What's going on here?!

As of late, I feel like reorganizing everything. Such as, having these strong urges to clean our apartment from top to bottom. And I don't just mean clean here. I mean, tear apart the apartment and put it all back together again kinda urges. You know, like taking on the linen closet by refolding each towel and sheet. Which I did try to do at 12 o'clock last night, but was sadly thwarted by a tired Andrew telling me to get into bed. Now, they tell me this tendency is called nesting and this is what Pregnancy Weekly had to say about it;

Nesting brings about some unique and seemingly irrational behaviors in pregnant women and all of them experience it differently. Women have reported throwing away perfectly good sheets and towels because they felt the strong need to have "brand new, clean" sheets and towels in their home. They have also reported doing things like taking apart the knobs on kitchen cupboards, just so they could disinfect the screws attached to the knobs. Women have discussed taking on cleaning their entire house, armed with a toothbrush. There seems to be no end to the lengths a nesting mother will go to prepare for her upcoming arrival. (http://www.parentingweekly.com/pregnancy/pregnancy_information/nesting_instinct.htm)

Now, I never use to believe in such a phenomenon, but I guess I've been bitten by this strange bug. A few weeks ago, I just had to buy a pumpkin and decorate for Halloween (I've never been inspired to do that before). More recently, I actually became strangely jealous of some friends who moved simply because they got to go through everything they owned and reorganize it. I'd have to say, I became a believer in this so called nesting instinct. Time to go organize and clean - I better cash in on these feelings before it's too late.

Oh baby

As of late, Andrew and I have been having conversations about what our baby will look like...I'm assuming this is a common conversation for expectant parents to have. Turns out, Andrew then spent an afternoon playing with some pics of us and a few morphing programs to figure it out, all scientific like. Here are the results! I think she looks pretty cute, despite the scary looking adult teeth she amazingly seems to have at such a tender age! We also figured out she'll grow up to be around 5 feet 5 inches (supposedly you figure this out by adding together the mother and fathers height, divided by two, minus two inches for a girl, plus two if you're having a boy). And we're also assuming that she is doomed to have short stocky legs, seeing how Andrew and I both have them. Sorry kid, those are the breaks.