Noah Benjamin

With only about 5 weeks to go (I'm obviously hoping for less), Noah is an obsession in my mind. His arrival seems to be the only thing I can think about. Everything from how he will look and how big he will be to just desperately wanting him out so I can get comfortable again. I am getting sick of getting up all night to go to the bathroom and very tired of feeling like I can't breathe. I also really want to hold him and kiss his face and I want him to meet his brother. We talk about Noah to Ryan a lot and sometimes Ryan just changes the subject. Maybe because it has taken so long for the reality or because he doesn't want to deal with the "competition".

My to do list seems to be growing daily as I am constantly thinking of things to add to it. Rob doesn't know it yet, but I have some things on my list for him also. Maybe this week I'll get some things done. I am only working one full day and two half days, assuming I don't get asked to work more. I am looking forward to spending the time with Ryan and hope the weather is good. I have high hopes for the work I can get done in the backyard. Oh, yeah, maybe I should add the backyard to my list, too.

Fun day

I went to Grandville with my mom today to do a little shopping. I get birthday money from her every year and we decided to spend it together this year. She is getting ready to go to Mexico with my dad and wanted to get a few last minute shirts and I wanted to get some clothes to have ready for me once I loose this belly. Of course I kept every receipt, just in case.

After our fun day of shopping, I came home to a really happy Ryan. He was laughing and playing and we eventually took him for a walk. Not the usual walk, though. INstead of he being in his stroller, he walked and pulled a little wagon with his dog in it. It was really cute and nice to be together as a family. I am not sure what will happen tonight, b ut I am looking forward to spending time with Rob and relaxing. I love the weekend!

To do...

It is now April 26th and I am knocking on the door of being 8 months pregnant. I am starting to feel the pressure (not just in my belly). I have so many things I want to get done, but between carrying around a bowling ball in my stomach and work and school and Ryan, I am finding it hard to get everything accomplished. I am finishing up my CE credits for my insurance license today, a project that has been looming oveer my head for the past month. I had the day off yesterday and packed Noah's hospital bag and did some organizing in the boys' rooms. There are still many things I want to do, but I suppose the world will not come to an end if they don't get finished.

I am getting very excited about the end of my pregnancy. I am more excited this time around because I know that all this discomfort is worth what comes out of it. I want to hold my baby and see what he looks llike. I am excited about Ryans reaction, too. And I am excited about this great excuse to not work for most of the summer. It will be a hard adjustment again, I'm sure, but one that will come with many rewards.

Ryan makes me laugh

I was just reading Rob's blog and remembered a couple of things that Ryan does that are really funny. He covers up his white bear and Pooh in his bed after he wakes up before he comes down stairs. Last night when I was trying to get him to go to bed (it was a struggle I think because of the time change), he would tuck his bears in, come out of his room, shut his door and make his way downstairs. Eventually I would hear him in this process and make my way upstairs to intercept him, and he would hear me coming and just lay down on the floor with his eyes closed. Maybe he thought he tricked me into thinking he was asleep, but I knew better. After a couple of times doing that, he decided to not come out of his room, but instead bring his stool over to the lightswitch and stand on it to turn the lights on. He soon saw that I was getting frustrated with him and knew he was in trouble. He sat in my lap for a minute, then crawled into bed on his own. It is strange to see his mind work that way. It was as if he didn't want to be in trouble or disappoint me, so he finally did what I wanted. Either way, he is getting too smart for me.

Seven Months!

It's finally April. I am seven months pregnant! Hopefully things go fast from this point. I have another four weeks scheduled at the hospital, but my schedule should slow down after that. We spent some time with Ryan and Angela last night and got to see thier beautiful kitchen. Thinking about Angela only having about a month to go made me a little jealous, but I can't wait to meet thier little one either. I'm feeling tired after another busy weekend, but that seems to be the norm now. Ryan continues to make us laugh and is turning out to be such a wonderful two year old. Looks like I get to dread the terrible threes...