Well, as much as we had wished to hear that a scheduled induction was somewhere on the horizon, we were told to hurry up and wait for our newest addition. The doctor predicts I wont make it to my due date, as I'm already dilated 2-3 cm and baby is low. That being said, I was in the same position with Carter, who decided he's just stay put an extra NINE days, until he was served his eviction notice. According to Tim, he'd move back in if he could. So in the absence of baby, there is little else to do but NEST! Tim smiles at me with the same look you'd give a mental patient in hopes of not setting them off - as my nesting has reached borderline obsessive. I think its perfectly sane to alphabetize my spices, organize the hand towels by color family and insist that the wooden Thomas trains go in a different bin than the metal Thomas trains. Apparently, not everyone shares my way of thinking. I am lucky that he humors me though, he's definitely sensitive to my mounting discomfort and slight insanity. Wednesday night he took us all to Gattos for dinner, which the kids loved more than normal. They got to scoop their own ice cream in the kitchen with Mr. Frank and taste cookie dough out of the bucket. Thats the stuff kids dreams are made of apparently, since Carter told us later that when he grows up he's going to be "a monster truck driver and an owner of this place."
Friday Piper, Nana, Aunt Paula and I will be shopping for Piper's First Holy Communion Dress. And what better way to cap off the evening than seeing the Jonas Bros. In 3D. Like, OMG!! (Or as Paula says, OMJ - Oh My Jonas!) I'm contemplating earplugs to combat the decibel level of hundreds of screaming pre-teen girls. God bless Nana - she suffered through New Kids on the Block with me and is coming back around for a serving of the Jonas Brothers.
This week, blogging has been taking a back seat to the Budreck Buzz, the newsletter that I still put together for my parents' company. The computer has been monopolized by that and the occasional break to allow Carter his coveted "Webkinz on the pocuter" time.
Hope everyone has a great weekend. I can't believe Sunday is March... Think Spring!