Hangin' In There...

Well I am still here, still HOT and still pregnant! Baby B3 needs to cook a little bit more I guess. I am as prepped as I can be. The furniture I ordered for the big boys room is here, and all the clothes are snug in their drawer beds. Thanks to Rusty's Nana, their room is also free of blank walls. Even the photo enlargements I ordered came already.

As for the nursery, my MIL was nice enough to buy me some new crib bedding.- and even the mobile. The old set was pretty ragged. I like the new one. It is a transportation theme, which doesn't mesh with the sports art I have up, but the colors all go so I am content. Baby 3's name is even up on the wall. The clothes have been washed and hung, swing, bouncer and car seat sit washed and prepped. In a moment of pure 'nesting' I even Magic Erasered the entire crib... And I finally got around to reorganizing my massive library of children's books that are in that room.

My cradle is put together, bopy pillow at the ready too. Diaper baskets upstairs and down are filled with all the essentials. I pulled out my old diaper bag and restocked it. And I finally packed the elusive Hospital bag. I have washed and sanitized all the bottles I can find- and please don't get me started about the enormous bag of bottles and such that I CAN'T find-- I will deal with what I have and hope he is a good nurser (unlike his brothers). I've had my hair cut and colored and a nice maternity massage. All I need is to find time to sneak out for my pedicure.

I forgot how small newborn diapers are- and don't even get me started on those tiny socks, sigh.

Now all that's left is for this baby to tell us he's ready. I am hoping to make it another week and a half, so that Braden can be in school and used to somewhat of a routine before we throw this curve ball at him, but at the same time I am SO done being this big! I can't even try not to waddle. It is the biggest effort just to get on and off my bed. Forget finding any clothes that still fit. And when even your closest friends are telling you how huge you look, you know it is bad. And my 'big boys' are so nicely adjusting us to little sleep in an effort to prep us for baby. Both boys, but mostly Berk, are having the hardest time sleeping the last few weeks. Therefore, Rusty and I are getting a few hours sleep here and there. We'll deal. So hopefully the next post or two will be announcing baby, but if not I will stretch my brain power and try to come up with something witty to write about.