Three more weeks from today, my friends. That is how long we have until baby's due date. I hope baby can wait that long, because I so do not feel ready yet. It's finally starting to hit me that I'm going to birth a baby (I know the word birth is uncomfortable in that sentence, but I really need to start facing the facts). I'm going to have a little baby with me all of the time. I'm going to be driving with a baby. I'm going to be sitting next to a baby at church. I'm going to be going to the bathroom next to a baby? (I still don't know how all of this works).
One big comfort has been baby's nursery. At least we have that just about ready to go. I'm really loving how it's coming together. My favorite is how Camaron and I will always pause for a minute as we pass by baby's room and look in. It's fun to look at and imagine its future little inhabitant. Over the weekend, my parents came over and helped install some shelves in the nursery -because my parents are awesome and realize that Cam works all day long, and I don't know how to use a power drill correctly. Oh my goodness, I had no idea what a difference shelves could make! Nursery pics coming soon!
Also, over the weekend, Cam and I packed our hospital bag so that we don't have to worry about that anymore. And, baby now has a middle name! Did I ever even tell you he has a first name? He does! Sorry to keep you in suspense, but it's still kinda a secret. I'm very self-conscious about things like this, and it took us long enough to come up with this one name. I'm just afraid that if I hear someone's opinion, I'll change my mind again. But if you see Camaron, he'll tell you:) I made that his job.
Things are getting real up in here, people.