Let the packing commence minus a good fitting bathing suit!

The van is clean! Well, the inside, at least. It is so freaking hot, I can't take it. With a crippled husband, who thinks he's invincible, I will be stuck washing the van. The good news is I may loose these last 10 pregnancy pounds doing it.

The girls bags are out. Mine is next. Here is where we run into problems. The bathing suits that will go into these bags are not even close to ideal! You see, I am a breastfeeding mom. That means 2 things. I have ridiculously large boobs AND bathing suits for large breasted women are usually in the "mawmaw" section. I went to Dillards this morning and the sales clerk told me I was in the "tenny bopper" section. She said,"You aren't a teeny bopper. You are a mom. Your section is over there!" Really, Grandma? I mean, I know this information, but you don't have to rub it in. What was left over from the 2011 season was not even remotely something I would put on my body! The day you see me in a swim dress, just stick a knife in my eye! Hideous I tell you!

So, I have 3 suits. All 3 far from perfect. The first 2 are old suits from the last few years. One is okay, but..........my boobs. Need I say more. If Ella has just eaten, well, you know. The second is the most comfortable, but it clearly defines my rolls, so Mama Becky and Aquaman and your parents, I apologize in advance for the fat you may see. The third suit, is by far the most flattering, however it is a hand-me-down from my mom. She bought the wrong suit from Lands End. It is a mastectomy suit, so not only does it make my boobs look 20 times bigger, it has no support, so after Ella eats, well, that extra roll mid-belly that would be the twins. It really is a scary sight, but after much thought, I have realized that there will be much more hideous sights than me on the beach, so I will try to not worry about it, even though my mom asked, "how come every other breastfeeding mom is skinny?" Thanks, Mom.

So, Sunday and Monday, I will spend making last minute lists. Tuesday is oil change and tire rotation. The rest of the week will be spent doing a little each day and finally packing up the car on Friday.

7 days and counting...................