Due Month!

When I got into work this morning, I realized that it was time to flip my calendar from April to May! It's strange to see "Due Date" on the page that is currently opened on my desk. Strange, exciting, and slightly nerve-racking. My mom is arriving in about 2 weeks, and my ultrasound to determine the baby's approximate birthweight is the scheduled for the same day, and we have our Las Vegas baby shower coming up! Also, next monday, I'll officially be full-term, although some websites/books say that I am full term right now.

This weekend, Brian had both Saturday and Sunday off, which is a rare treat. We initially wanted to do a real overnight getaway somewhere in the area, but we decided against it at the last minute. Instead, we planned an afternoon at the Las Vegas Springs Preserve. It is essentially the site of the now-dried-up Las Vegas springs, which was the pre-Hoover dam water source which attracted the early Las Vegas settlers. The "springs" portion is now a retention pond, but there is still a fair amount of wildlife surrounding it. We did the entire 1.6 mile loop of hiking trails (also known as waddling trails, for some of us), saw a bunch of lizards and what looked like desert chipmunks. There were also some gardens which were advertized as "botanic", but they were a bit disappointing. There is  also a little museum and wildlife show, but these were mostly geared towards children. We are starting to learn that all museums or educational exhibitions in the Las Vegas area are geared towards children, which is disappointing when you come from a city like Chicago and are used to the Field, Science and Industry, etc. Overall, it was very nice and we both agreed that we would buy a family membership next summer, when our little one will be walking!

Sunday, I had another case of 'nesting', feeling the need for have every surface of the apartment cleaned, all laundry done, and making the executive decision of no-more-dogs-with-long-fur. Everytime Swarley moved, he got the evil eye for shedding on my just vacuumed carpet. Poor dog. Of course, I say that now, but if we're at a shelter and another long furred dog decides to sit on my lap, that will be the end of my new rule. Just like last weekend, and the weekend before that, I may have overly extended myself and was exhausted and starving by 3pm. I have a feeling this cleaning will only get worse as the next few weeks pass, but that my exhaustion point will only get earlier.