32 Weeks Down

Well, tomorrow, anyway.

Our sweet baby will be here sooner than I even want to think about. Now I'm to the part of pregnancy that goes so slowly and yet so quickly all at once. I officially sleep like crap which makes the nights drag on and the days long and tiring. But each Sunday (I'm due on a Sunday, so I add another week each Sunday) I am surprised to realize how close I really am. I only have 8 weeks left, at most. 8 weeks! That's no time! And I'm already starting to *hope* that she'll come in the first week of May. I know. I shouldn't do this to myself. I will regret it later. I just can't help it. It would be so nice to have here here and healthy right at the first of May. Then I will have several weeks to recover before we actually have to pack the trailer and leave Pocatello. Then she will be a month old before Ben goes to Alaska and the kids and I go to Amanda's for the summer. Ok. I have to stop thinking about that or May will not be a pretty month.

We still aren't sure what to name her. I'm torn between going for an E name or not. What if we do have another child after this and it's a daughter? I just keep thinking of the Duggar family (they have 17 kids) and how they're all named with J names just because the first three kids had J names and they didn't want to leave their 4th child out in case it was their last baby. (NOT that I'm going to be giving birth to 17 kids. That woman is a SAINT!) But what if we don't have another and she is the only one who's E less? Will she even care? We don't usually call Elizabeth by her full name, usually just Beth though. So is it even really as big of a deal as I'm making it out to be?

At least the kids all have ideas on what we should name her. Will would like her to have "a nice boy name". Ha ha. And Ella always says "wets name da baby Cake!" But that's because I really would love to name her Kate and Ella knows that, but since she can't say it correctly, we call her Baby Cake. Elizabeth gets the gold star for being the most creative, though. Yesterday she and I were in the car and out of the blue she said: "Mom, let's name the baby Rusty." I, of course, said no and that maybe we could name a dog Rusty some day. "Ok," she said, not to be detoured "then lets call her Phillipe" Uh, that's a boy's name, I told her. And we don't have any Latino heritage that we need to honor. "Alright Mom, this is my final offer. Tweeze." ????? Tweeze? "Yep, it's a great girls name." She said with a smile. "Of course" she continued "I would really like to name her Little Mermaid, or Ariel the most. But Will said no."

Poor Baby Cake

Happy Easter!

And as you can see, I'm doing some spring cleaning on my blog. So, while I get things in order, I'll post some Easter pictures for your viewing pleasure.

And yes, I know I'm missing from the bunny ear pictures. All five pictures that Ben and Will took of me are blurry beyond fixing. Which honestly, I'm not sad about. I'm 31 weeks pregnant. The last thing I'm in the mood for is a picture of me in bunny ears. :)

Happy Easter!