We're FULL TERM!!!

37 weeks today! That's considered "term". No preemie for us this time around. Yippee skippy! While I still hope to make it a little bit longer this little guy should be ready whenever he's ready (or whenever they cut him out). I'm so happy to have made it to this point. We weren't sure it would happen and it did. Praise God!

I've been doing a bit more "nesting" the last couple days and this weekend we plan to make some more headway in the Deuce department: baby laundry, setting up the Pack & Play, cleaning out the car, getting out spare breast pump parts... Wowsa. I'm trying to stay on top of the laundry and regular house cleaning too so that nothing is screaming for attention when we get out of the hospital. I think I've forgotten how sore and fatigued I was post C-section. We'll see... I know I'm having a scheduled repeat section and all and some might feel that's the "easy way out". It might be a little easier as far as the arrival of the kid, but I think the recovery is typically a little more of a doozy. I dunno... Kirsty could have some thoughts...she did it both ways, right? Anyway...

Our laptop is back! And so far so good...seems like they fixed it. Woo hoo! I think we're planning to bring it to the hosptial with us when the time comes. We should clean out J's old laptop bag.

So, I did not jinx bedtime last night. Easton went down superbly at bedtime without so much as a peep once I left his room. And he slept till 7:30 today. I was very happy and made sure to let him know. He's been a bit of an eater today because he is not loving his new sippy cups and isn't drinking much milk. I know we like to see him eat, but he still needs some milk. He's had maybe an ounce all day. Normally he has 16-24 ounces per day. Oh well.

We hung out around the house a bit this morning and then since it was supposed to be sunny and "warmer" (49 degrees) we decided to head up to the cool park with Easton's tricycle for it's first outdoor spin.

Well, it certainly didn't feel as warm at 49 but we did a lap around the park and then E got to swing for 2 minutes.

Now he's having his nap, Jason is cleaning the car, and I'm dreading the next time the doorbell rings. You see, some neighborhood kid decided to "help" me break up some ice on the driveway when I was out shoveling with Easton the other day. Now he wants money. Grrrr. I was afraid this would happen. How am I so scared of an 8 year old? Or however old he is...I'm guessing 11. J said 8. Anyway, I got out a few bucks to give him when he comes back. I want to aim for the low side but not too low where they egg the house or something. But then I need to be clear that I don't want him to come back. I never agreed to pay him. I never really asked for his help. But, he was walking by that day and kind of offered and I tried to say "no thanks" as nicely as I could and kept trying to get him to leave...nicely. He rang the bell yesterday (3 times!) and Easton and I hid quietly and didn't answer the door. Today he came back and I was "indisposed", Jason was on the phone, and Easton came down the stairs and looked out the window so the kid and his friend were waving at him. Way to give us away, E. So, then Jason had to answer the door and the kid was like, "Is your wife home? She was going to pay me for breaking up some ice." Um, no...I never actually said I'd pay you. Go away. Anyway, Jason told him I was busy and he'd have to talk to me "later". I want him to come so I can get this stupid thing over with but I'm scared I can't be clear that I didn't ask for his help and don't want him coming back. Ever. My husband does it for free.

Okay, well that was random...and long. But, I think that should do for today. Later!