Have you ever been in the shower when the door bell rang? While I was all suds up in the shower today, my door bell chimed. My first reaction was to let it go and pretend no one was home. Then I remembered I didn't dead bolt the door and panicked, wondering if someone from apartment maintenance would try and come in. Then I hear banging on the door. I hop out, still shampooed and soaped up and run to the closet to "throw" on some clothes. Well..... when you are 8 months pregnant there is no such thing as "throwing on clothes." So I ditch that idea. Again another bang on the door. I throw a towel around me and humbly answer the door. There, patiently waiting was a little man holding some flowers. I laugh and sign for the flowers while hiding behind the door.
My sweet parents and brother sent me flowers the day before my birthday so that I could enjoy them the whole day tomorrow. Thanks for the flowers and the memory.
PS: Here is a shot of me in my current state of pregnancy (36 weeks)!