We've broken out the nursery furniture...thankfully we didn't sell everything at that garage sale 2 years ago.
Tiny little pink clothes have been washed and folded.
Christina picked this outfit for the baby to come home in. I'd say she has excellent taste. ;-)
Wonderful friends have loaned us assorted baby items...God bless them! I can't tell you how amazing that has been.
Blankets have been made...I made these a few months ago before I knew I'd be too uncomfortable to sit at the sewing machine.
"Mommy, I don't think the baby needs anything else!"
"I sure hope not honey, we have just what we need, don't we?"
Then the next question is, okay...but are YOU ready???
You know...mentally, I'm there. And even if I'm not...God will take us the rest of the way. This pregnancy, I have a million things running through my head, but physically, I am slow to get there. I guess I'm just too tired and pregnant to take care of it right away. (You've probably noticed I'm not blogging much these days either). Usually, I have to get a task done the minute I think about it, but not this time. My spiritual guide says that's not a bad thing...it means I'm allowing God to take over. And so He is...and I honestly don't mind one bit.
It helps having a truly wonderful husband who has done anything and everything this go around. When I've had enough of a day, he asks if there is anything he can do to help. Just asking that question makes my heart swell with love for him, because I know he cares. David has taken over numerous times now when he gets home from work, doing dishes, finishing up homework, getting the kids to bed, rubbing my back, encouraging me to go soak in the tub or take a nap.
About a week ago, David called me from work, and told me he'd arranged to take 3 weeks off from work after the baby is born. I tried my darndest to talk him down to 2 weeks...I really felt like he couldn't afford to take that much time off. Unlike his previous employer, he doesn't get paternity leave now, and he have to use a combination of sick days and vacation time. My sweet hubby told me firmly,
"I know you really need me when you have a new baby. And I want to take the time off. Don't worry about it...I've made my decision."
Wow. I hung up the phone and cried a bit. Just because.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I am one lucky gal. "Lucky" isn't even the right word..."extremely blessed" is probably what I should have said.
So...we have about 4 weeks to go. Technically, the baby is due February 28th, but I delivered Gabriel and Christina 2 1/2 weeks early, so my doctor is fairly confident I'll do the same thing this time.
I'll be ready. ;-) I am already having plenty of Braxton-Hicks contractions...so I think our little girl will be ready too.
