Ill-Prepared. But Ready.

Several family members have been asking about my diminishing blogging habits. They are anxious to see the progress of our house and my growing belly! But for the life of me, I cannot seem to post on a regular basis anymore.

Call me lazy.

Or 9 months pregnant.

Whatever.

Went to the doctor yesterday. Was told to have her car seat ready. WHERE IS THAT THING?! I’m only kidding. I know exactly where it is. Among many other things, it’s packed away in storage at the apartment (at least it’s at the apartment, right?). Her clothes? Packed away in a bin, stored in Rylie’s closet. Her blankets? The same. But we do have lotion. And powder. And baby wash. And infant gas relief medicine! We have diapers. And wipes. The rocking chair is ready to be moved to the living room. Along with the changing table. Sleeping arrangements have been made and hers is in the box, waiting to be put together. Her name, you ask?! Still undecided. On Friday…I will be 9 months pregnant! And can you guess what we’re doing this weekend?! CAMPING!

WHAT. IS. WRONG. WITH. ME?

It is so hard to believe that I am already in my last month of this pregnancy. Seems like only yesterday that we were vacationing in Branson…with a secret. But here we are. Only 4 weeks out from my due date. Side note: why is 9 months considered the normal pregnancy term when it’s truly 10 months?! Anyway. The end is near. And although I may seem a little ill prepared…I’m so excited to meet our new baby girl! I can’t wait. Really! I’m ready to hold her in my arms. I’m ready to see Brian interact with a newborn again. And I’m ready for Rylie to meet her “wittle sister”…who she already refers to as Parker.

Oh…how our life is about to change!