Nesting & Resting

It's getting closer and closer for Maverick's arrival. I can't wait to meet him. In one breath it feels as if I've been pregnant for forever. In the other I feel like it's flown by. I'm 38 weeks and 4 days. I went to the dr. 2 days ago and was dialated 2 cm., but the dr. says he thinks I'll go right around my due date, and he's been right with his predictions from my other 2 pregnancies, so I'm going off his judgement. I've been nesting like a mad woman, and trying to rest when Brandon  gets home from work early. It's amazing out good a 30 minute power nap can make you feel. 

Last week's family fun night was thrown for a loop a little bit. I had a late dr. appointment that day, and apparently every pregnant woman due decided to pop on that day, and all the dr.'s where running behind. After my appointment at the office I had an appointment at the hospital to register and take a tour. The boys (including the hubs) where cranky and hungry. So, after we left the hospital we went to Chick-Fil-A for supper and stopped at Dairy Queen for dessert. Memphis fell off the side walk at DQ, and cried the whole way home because Bo kept telling him that he was going to have to have his leg cut off, and he was going to be the one to do it, and was asking Brandon for his pocket knife. Needless to say, it was a stressful FFN! But definately one I'll remember.

Last night was FFN, for this week and we roasted weenies and marshmallows. The boys enjoyed. They also enjoyed getting to feed the dog hotdogs they had roasted, and Cruz of course, loved getting sticks and setting them on fire. He's all boy. He does this little dance and song after bathtime and it's all about his tighty whiteys. It's hilarious. He's hilarious.

Hopefully, the next time I'll be blogging about my birth story. :)