Despite the fact that we're still sitting right about where we were last week (and the week before for that matter!), everything is going well. The doctor is pleased with my health and pleased with Bean's health, so we really can't ask for more at this point. She's very gently asked if we'd like to discuss induction--at this point, we don't. Even though I'm pretty huge and kind of uncomfortable, I'm still healthy and so is Bean, and we haven't even hit our official due date yet. So we're going to hang in there for now. The doctor is guessing that she'll be about 7 pounds. It'll be interesting to see how close that guess actually is once she decides to come.
We're using our extra time to do some of the last minute things we hadn't done before...buy a new toaster oven (I'm sure this will make the transition to parenthood much easier....like it matters!), do some more baby laundry, eat at some of the restaurants we'd been meaning to go to but hadn't gotten to just yet. We've been practicing with our new camera so we can take lots of shots of our little peanut once she arrives. Copper has been the subject of most of our pictures, since he actually moves around, can't talk and tell us he doesn't want to have his picture taken (like I do when Brandon tries to take pictures of me), and is just so darn cute, but we did take the camera along with us to celebrate little Ronan Hayes' second birthday over the weekend. I also managed to get some good shots of what I think could quite possibly have been one of the happiest days of Brandon's life since we've lived in Illinois...the day I finally agreed to let him trim the willow tree. Allow me to explain...
We have a willow tree in our backyard that I absolutely love. It's branches, of course, touch the ground, and make it very hard to mow under, and occasionally, we lose the dog under there for short periods of time. Brandon has been wanting to trim the branches FOREVER, but I haven't agreed. I think that it makes the tree look like it has a bowl cut, and, as a former victim of the bowl cut (thanks again Mom...pretty sure I'm scarred for life), I just couldn't agree. Well, I finally figured 'what the heck' and Brandon went to town on the tree with the electric hedge trimmer. When I went into nesting mode, I cleaned the baseboards and the deep freezer. When Brandon went into nesting mode, he samurai-ed our landscaping with power tools. Oh, the differences between men and women :-)
-- Brandon is nesting --
-- Once Brandon is finished going samurai...our tree with a bowl cut --
-- Copper says "no pictures dahhhling" --
-- I should have followed Copper's lead but instead I'll make a dorky face...notice the super-pregnant lady hand placement on the small of the back --
-- Brandon and I at Ronan's birthday party...my favorite part of this picture is the half eaten cupcake I'm holding behind Brandon's back...I couldn't even wait until the picture was taken to dig in (they were delish!) --
More to follow soon!
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