|seriously. he was that excited about the cut.|
probably because they give him candy.
Finally ..... our third child will be here in exactly 2 weeks. Two. Weeks. I got in gear and packed my hospital bag (I mean, suitcase), so that makes it all the more real that there's going to be a hospital stay requiring a hospital bag/suitcase. Not like I'm likely to need it a moment sooner than scheduled, because, you know, cervix of steel and all ...... but you never know. I won't be caught at the hospital without five hats for baby girl and my brand new robe and yoga pants, that's for sure. TWO WEEKS! I'm getting more excited by the day to just have her here already. I'm not sleeping, anyway, so I might as well be doing something other than coughing up acid and groaning my way through five-point-rollovers during my five nightly wakings, right? I mean, doesn't feeding a tiny cuddly newborn sound like a whole lot more fun than that to YOU? Andplusalso, having the baby here means it's almost Colorado time, which means getting to our new house and seeing our stuff (and our dog) and getting A to school and getting life back onto a more normal routine. I'm craving that, for sure, even if it's going to be a "3 kids 4 and under in a new city" whackadoo kind of routine.