Some random numbers and their current meaning in my life, some I'm trying to just get over.
65- Days until Critter's due to join the family (I'm hoping he or she is late, but it's obviously not up to me). Not that I'm not looking forward to meeting him or her, I get more time off the later the arrival.
26- pounds that I have gained.
18- pounds I had hoped to have gained at this point. (one of the things I'm trying to get over)
44- total number of pounds, as of today, I'd have to lose to get back to my goal weight, which I hadn't even reached at the point that I got pregnant. (I try not to think about this one because the number's going to get bigger before it gets smaller)
2- batches of brownies I have made in the past 2 weeks, contributing to the above numbers.
75- degrees at which my non-pregnant self is comfortable during the summer.
80, 81- average temperatures in our area in July and August which will reduce me to a big, sweaty, whiny baby.
2.5- miles from our house to the beach- where we will be spending much of our time while I'm on maternity leave, I'm sure.
3- number of days a week I'm currently making it to the gym.
4-5- number of days I would prefer to be making it to the gym.
1.5-2- number of hours of sleep I've been able to add by skipping the gym those other 2 mornings. (these days those are worth the slug-like feeling of missing workouts)
200- approximate number of calories I burn in a 30 minute elliptical trainer session these days or
150- approximate number of calories burned if the 30 minutes is on the recumbent bike.
30- approximate number of minutes between trips to the bathroom because I have to pee.
1/3- the likelihood that I will actually have to pee once I get there.
1-2- number of times I get up over night to pee, not usually a false alarm.
3- number of times I have sneezed, coughed or laughed and slightly peed.
4- number of things about peeing you never needed to know about me but now you do.
3- number of bedrooms in our house that will soon accommodate 2 adults, 3 children, 2 dogs and 3 cats.
1- number of bathrooms in our that will have to do the same.
4- number of children I would like to have.
3- number of children we will have. I have been over-ruled by the primary at-home caregiver, SuperDad.
4 years, 4 months- how old Hot Wheels will be when Critter is due.
2 years, 7 months- how old Superman will be when Critter is due.
That's all the numbers I've got for now. The mommentary moment is from Superman last night. I heard him call Hot Wheels a knucklehead from the family room while I was in the kitchen. I walked into the family room and said "Superman, did you just call Hot Wheels a knucklehead?" Superman replied "yeah". I asked "Where did you hear that?" and without missing a beat he answered "It came from my mouth". That was the inspiration for the information you never needed about me nearly peeing my pants from laughing.
It's moments like that when I don't care about any number in the world, because anything is worth seeing these boys grow up and become such interesting people.