33 Weeks

Today I'm 33 weeks pregnant! I was supposed to have a Dr.'s appointment on Wednesday but after getting Logan and I up an hour early, packing breakfast for her and getting out the door in 25 degree weather, I was informed that the office was on a 2 hour delay. So, I rescheduled and L and I went in yesterday. Everything looks fabulous, he's right on track with his growth and I am with mine, his heartbeat is strong and he moved around very fiercely whenever he heard my voice or Logan's voice (which the Dr. thought was really cute). She told me that as of three weeks from now she sees no reason to stop labor should it start, so we're in the homestretch now! Crazy to think that we'll have a new little baby with us in less that two months, isn't it?! I'm not sure we're ready for the sleepless nights yet, but ready or not, here they come.

Mike took Logan and I to a local place that serves Cuban sandwiches here for a lunch date to celebrate the end of his first week in his new managerial position. I was very excited because I've been doing a lot of Cuban cooking lately and it's made me quite nostalgic for some of the Miami places that we miss. The food was pretty authentic and it was actually nice to be somewhere and hear that quick Cuban spanish fluttering around. Logan loved the food and scarfed down about half of what Mike and I had. It was nice to get out as a family, too, knowing that our time as a family of three is limited now.

My God Is So Big

Logan has been singing bits and pieces of this song for a few weeks now but has recently gotten several of the words down so it was time for a video. L has a need to see what's going on when the video camera is recording so we bribed her with a lolly pop to get her to sing in front of the camera so you wouldn't have to watch an empty rocker while she sang offscreen. That's why she asks for the pop in the middle of it. Yes, it was 9am and you're right, it may not be the best parenting idea ever...but it did get a cute video, right? ;)

Big Time Goodbyes

Logan's friend Kate is moving to Kentucky today so her dad can take a pastoral job at a church there. We were so sad when we found out this news about a month ago and were even more sad that because of one thing or another we hadn't really been able to get together with them but a couple of times after we found out. I think the snow/ice was a bit of a blessing for us because while they were supposed to leave early in the week, their trip was postponed a little so we were able to get the girls together for one last play date today. We started at home where the girls cooked up a storm in the kitchen and then took them over to Chick-Fil-A for a little lunch date. I tried desperately to catch some pictures of the two of them together but it's hard enough trying to get one toddler to look at the camera let alone trying to get two to cooperate!

We'll miss them a ton, every time I tell Logan that Kate is going to move to a new home she says, "mommy, I miss Tate" talk about a broken heart...I think this was a harder goodbye for me than any of my previous moves because I see my own little one so upset about it! Thankfully, we have several other playmates so we won't be starting fresh, but we know no one can replace little Kate for Logan, she'll always be her very first friend.

Nursery Teaser

We've been collecting things for the nursery transformation but don't want to do anything with it until we have almost all of it. We're also trying to wait a bit longer so that we get a little closer to his arrival before undoing Logan's room and making it their room...she and I want to enjoy the pink palace for a little longer. :)

I have been wanting to recover her glider, though. We've had some baby spills on it from when she was still really little and it was stained pretty heavily on one side. I had tried to get it out but with no avail. I knew that if this guy gave it one good go he could probably destroy the other side and then I'd be stuck with no energy and a badly stained rocker. Not to mention the old one didn't really match the new scheme of the room (which may or may not have been my primary reason for doing this).

I had planned on just slipcovering the old one so that if I messed up I could always just revert back to the original. However, in a moment of "I can do this, no problem!" (how many of those actually work out?) I found myself ripping seams from the old cover and pulling cushions out. Guess I'd be reupholstering it, after all. The task was a little daunting but I took it piece by piece and was really pleased with the outcome...and that we didn't have to shell out major money to fix it had I not been able to complete the task. Here's just a sneak peak into what's to come:

Our color scheme is blues, browns and pinks. I'm not big into themes so this works just perfectly! It'll be a nice combination of feminine and masculine. You can't see the color really well, but the dots on the chair are light blue and white and the background color is a rich, chocolate brown.

This has nothing to do with the nursery, but I was sitting Logan down to eat lunch the other day and she kept complaining that her belly hurt. It was a whiney, hungry complaint so I told her it probably hurt because her belly was hungry. She got a very contemplative look on her face and I went ahead and finished fixing her lunch (while she munched on some snacks). I turned around and she was trying to stick her veggie straws into her belly button. When I asked her why she was doing it, she said, "mommy, belly hurt, I give num nums."

A Few Shots

I know I've been lacking good Logan shots and stories lately so I tried to grab a few this afternoon on our way out the door. I've noticed that Logan is becoming a bit of a shoe snob, you'll see she's sporting the Puma's that were given to us by some friends today (even though they're too big) and it's because they are the shoes she insisted on wearing. We went through three other pairs, each time I put one on she pleaded for the "oder ones," finally I let her go to her shoe box to get her own shoes and she came out with these saying, "this shoes, my pumas."

32 Weeks!

I can't believe that in about 8 weeks this little guy will be at home with us! At 32 weeks I've been struck by a nasty cold that Logan sweetly shared. I had forgotten how horribly miserable it is to be sick and in your third trimester. Coughing is killer because my ribs are already sore from this guy moving up in their direction, sleeping is harder and forget parenting--we've watched a TON of TV this week so that mommy could get some little naps here and there. Thankfully, it seems to be on it's way out the door and Mike and I are going on a date tonight so I'm feeling some renewed energy. :)

Not a whole lot else new here, a lot of the same stuff is going on. I have another appointment with my Dr. next week and then we'll be headed out there every two weeks. Have I mentioned how nervous I am about going into labor during rush hour? The hospital is about 30 minutes away without traffic and there's really only one way to get there and unless your going out in the middle of the night or mid morning you usually get stuck in some form of rush hour. I think Mike and I were stuck for an hour and a half one day on the way to an appointment. Oh well, guess it'll make for an interesting ride, won't it?

Someone's Ready...

For a "foofall" game! :) Actually, she'll be hopefully long asleep by the time the game gets going, but she's cute and is festive in preparing for it.

And it was warm enough outside to play for a while without a sweater! (or my crazy daughter who doesn't ever seem to be cold refused one. Some battles are just not worth it if it's almost 52 degrees outside)