Light at the End of the Tunnel

As we approach our due date I am becoming more and more anxious to meet our sweet little boy! His room is ready, his tiny clothes are folded, the bag is packed and I am ready! Last night was a full moon and Ryan and I joked that maybe that would send us into labor...as you can see it didn't. But at our appointment today I saw him taking some beautiful little practice breaths and they estimate he weighs 5 pounds 7 ounces which is more than Merek weighed at birth. Our Doctor joked that we must feel over due since this is the longest we have ever been pregnant. We are continuing to watch him extremely closely but he seems to be doing wonderfully and they even think they saw some hair on the sonogram.

Meanwhile our sweet princess is loving school and super excited about having a little brother. The latest comment she has been repeating is "Mommy Dexter is getting REALLY big!" haha I suppose you can always rely on a child to tell you the brutal truth. She has had so many fun things start up the past few weeks. They brought a firetruck to school and she has been feeling the doors ever since to make sure there isn't a fire behind it, she started ballet and has been diligently practicing first position, and she also started cubbies at church and recited her very first memory verse last night with perfection.

We are so incredibly blessed and have so much going on! Please also note that Kim and Philip have a court date tomorrow to adopt our new niece in the Ukraine so please lift up a prayer for them tomorrow if you think about it.

Oh Boy! Oh Boy!

On Sunday we were profoundly blessed by our friends and family as we had Dexter's Baby Shower. What a blessing to have those who love you surround you with laughs, support and of course gifts! We had a ton of fun and Ryan even brought Merek by after her nap and she had enormous amounts of fun opening all of Dexter's presents.We are so incredibly grateful for the family that has done nothing but support us and love us. And we are anxious to share this time with all of them.

Then to add to the fun, last night we had a bit of a false labor alarm. As I diligently timed our contraction which were nearing five minutes apart and becoming frustratingly uncomfortable Ryan ran about like a chicken with his head cut off frantically packing a hospital bag. In-between asking me which socks he should pack and whether I wanted a night gown or t shirt and which flip flops to take he was trying to console me in my discomfort. He became increasingly more anxious as I became outrageously tired. after drinking an insane amount of water, taking a hot bath, and contorting to several different sleeping positions we were finally able to slow the contractions so I could get some sleep. That was the best night of sleep I have had in weeks but unfortunately for Ryan all of the excitement kept him wide awake. Needless to say Dexter did not make his grand arrival but we anxiously await his coming!