38 weeks!

I have made it full-term-- only 16 days till my due date. I am trying to get out of my head the fact that at this point with Leah I had only 4 days left (not that I would mind that, I just don't want to get my hopes up-- Leah was fast & furious, just like she is now; this baby could be much more laid back). I saw Dr. Fisher today (the same one that delivered Leah) and, though she didn't give me any reason to believe he's coming sooner (I am a "fingertip" dilated), she said she was on-call Monday, so she could have a repeat performance.


















It's getting quite uncomfortable to do most anything these days, especially sleep, and carry my toddler around. Of course, the record-setting heat these past few weeks has not helped (I am convinced it is only this hot because I am pregnant!). I'm still feeling decent, though, and haven't really had any Braxton-Hicks, unless you count the strong back pains I get every once in awhile.

Andrew's room is still not ready, although we pretty much have everything we need. We still have to sell the couch that was in the former study, and then switch out the furniture that's in Leah's room, which will require some more painting (Brett's job, not mine!-- Leah's new furniture will be all white. Right now just the dresser is white, the bed is half-done, and the bookshelf not even started.) I'm still not as worried about getting it finished before his arrival, because I know we won't be spending a lot of time in there when he's still newborn.


His clothes are washed & hung up or put in his dresser (and he has a ton). My bag is [mostly] packed, including Andrew's stuff, and Leah has a bag packed for whoever comes to get her when we head to the hospital. His bassinet is all made up. Bottles are washed (although I hope to not have to use those). And we're trying to keep the house clean!

















This is the only decent picture I got from fourth of July. We had a few people over to our house for a cookout Sunday. Leah mostly enjoyed the cake.


Leah got a new haircut (thanks to Sarah & her patience), which I think makes her look a little more feminine and cute, and also more like me! She seems to be talking tons more lately and also have a lot more energy. We have also been having to go through a "cry-it-out" phase at nap time-- she screamed & fought it about an hour the other day, even though I know she was exhausted. (I expected this to happen after the baby, but I don't know why it is happening now-- it's mostly only if she's gotten a 10-minute cat nap in the car that she thinks she doesn't need a nap.)






















I still don't know how much she is understanding about Andrew's arrival, but I am trying to prep her a little every day. She loves to go around saying everyone's name in the family-- "Mommy," "daddy, "Leah," so I have added "Andrew" and she will now say it without prompting every once in a while ("An-ew"). She will also say "no" when asked if she's a baby, and "yes" when she's a big girl. I know she will love to give kisses and hugs to her baby brother-- my main concern is the jealousy she will experience when I'm holding him, and how much she'll try to get away with when I'm unable to stop her.
















This is how much Leah loves "fruffs." We dog-sat Sarah's dog, Sam, recently, and Leah constantly followed that dog around saying "Hi, Sam," "Hi, Sam," kissing her, commanding her to eat and sleep, and even taking her shirt off-- perhaps to be like Sam?