Wir machen jetzt eine kleine Pause.

I way overdid it this past week/weekend.

Work has been simply heinous. Seriously. I was fired last week, then unfired, but still subjected to a week of emotional torture. So here I am, patiently biding my time until T-Rex is born, and then we'll be evaluating our long-term options.

So between that and frantically turning the house from a construction zone into a habitable and hospitable abode for three guests, family and friends in town and baby showers and all of that, I am physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted.

A few pics from the baby shower to tide you over until I can summon the energy to write an actual post:

Pretend I'm not in this picture, because I look awful.
But look how happy the DDH is!

Card envelope and wrapping paper handmade by the
DDH's aunt, who is disgustingly crafty.

Me with the hostesses, my MIL and
step-sister-in-law.

The DDH and I with our haul.

So many little baby clothes. So many little baby clothes with DINOSAURS on them.

He'll be very well-dressed. But really, I still need a carseat....


(The title translates, "We're taking a small break now." One of the coordinators of my study abroad program, a charming older British woman, said this all the time: for rest stops on bus trips, during orientation classes, whatever. Just imagine a high-pitched older woman's voice saying it in impeccable yet distinctively British-accented German. You can't possibly imagine it correctly. It was awesome.)