I'm getting excited about this little one's arrival. It's hot and I'm huge and no matter what I do I am uncomfortable all of the time. Even though 2 out of 3 of those problems will be solved by the birth of this child, I'm just looking forward to meeting her. I remember when I was pregnant with Max and thinking "what in the world is this going to do to our marriage?" Then when I was pregnant with Molly I thought "what in the world is this going to do to Max?" Now, the person I'm most worried about is the one still inside me. "This poor little one....she is just going to have to go along for the ride." This thought and other similar ones are what usually rolls thru my mind when I think of her joining our family. I know our marriage will still be great and I know that the kids are going to be super with her...I'm worried about how she will adjust to our crazy schedule when we are supposed to be revoloving around her schedule. When Max starts school she will be around 8 weeks old...I've already decided that my shower will have to be taken the night before on school nights. The chances of me getting 3 children in the car AND Max to school on time is asking a lot...let alone me getting 3 kids in the car, Max to school on time, getting teeth brushed, remembering to put a bra on, shoes on the correct feet (although I'll settle for the wrong feet if I don't have to bend over to put them on), diapers changed, one last potty trip, etc. etc. God entrusted me with 3 of His children. He wouldn't allow me to screw up too badly would He?
What is she going to be like? That's another question I find myself asking ALOT.
Max is so inquisitive...always thinking of something...you can almost see the wheels turning in his head. He has been like that from the beginning. From the day he was born everyone always commented on how alert he was. I remember him coming home and watching Michigan football with his Papa that first weekend. I should've have noted it as a sign. He LOVES television...too much I'm afraid...but that's another post. His new thing these days is "Momma, (as he looks at me with those burrowed eyebrows) I just don't understand this". And when I explain it to him..."ooooh....ok" and then he repeats what I've just explained to him.
Our Molly, she is either sweet as sugar or not so sweet. I suppose that she has a lot of me in her. When she wants something she makes it known in not so pleasant ways. Aaron usually looks to me when she starts acting a particular way....I'm sure that he keeps most of those thoughts to himself. She is extremely caring though. When Max is upset she'll come over and touch him and say "it's ok Max". Or when he coughs, "You ok Max?". And she says "Bless You" when you sneeze.
This new little one...what are you going to be like? Are you going to be a princess or a little girl with a pigtail and a baseball bat? Are you going to be stubborn like your sister or cooperative like your brother? Will the three of you pal around everywhere together? I hope so.
We spent the evening at a friend's birthday party. The kids had a blast. They were so well behaved...it warmed my heart. It really does help in my mom moments when I see that they really can and do listen and respect what their father and I have been trying to teach them. The pictures up above are from the party. I'm so happy that they have made some friends down here. I think we might just make it here :) (As long as it's not this hot in October!)
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