With 4 weeks to go...

photo by Michelle at www.thephotoboothe.com

I can hardly handle you right now.

Feeling your feet and little bummy through my belly is the happiest part of my day.

The thoughts of what you're going to look like invade my thoughts all day long.

I keep wondering if you're going to come early but I would love for you to come right on time.

I keep thinking about the beautiful bedding that Nana is making for you and I can't wait to sit in the rocker and stare at it's beauty while holding my sweet little nugget.

Your Papi (that's what you'll call your daddy) is obsessed with you.  

I'm obsessed with your Papi.

It's working out pretty well for us.

You are ridiculously loved by many people.

I am amazed at how spoiled you are and you're not even here yet!

Thanks to people who love you, we are getting closer and closer to being ready for you.

Yesterday, your aunties Lecia and Joyce took me to Babies R Us and bought us a stroller and carseat!

Don't worry, it has Tiffany Blue on it.

I know that's your favorite color and that's why the nursery will be decorated in it too.

I'm totally watching out for you, girl.

Between that thoughtful purchase from your aunties and the Pottery Barn crib that was GIVEN to us, we're as good as gold.  

What more could we possibly need?  ;)

In other news, I can't bend over, I can hardly stand up, and my ankles have officially disappeared.

In other words, I'm looking/walking/bending like a true pregnant woman.

Thanks for that.

It dawned on my today that I too made my mother feel this happy AND slightly invaded when she carried me!  

I couldn't stop apologizing tonight once this realization hit me.

Nana even had to wear a heart monitor during her last long stretch of pregnancy with me.

I've been lucky.

We did Zumba again today.

You behave much nicer during the day when Mama does Zumba in the morning.

I think it relieves your need to do kick boxing in the womb and that is a nice relief for this girl.

Papi and I have known what your name is going to be for the last 8 months.

Yesterday, that all changed.

It has been decided that we will make the final decision when we meet you.

Papi thinks he should do a poll on the news asking the viewers what we should name you.

I told him he would be sleeping on the couch for the rest of his life if he did that.

Don't worry baby girl, I won't leave your name choice up to random viewers who don't even know you.

Mama's got your back.

We've been visiting our family in Utah since last Thursday and we get to spend several more days here.

Your Nana and Papa dote on me, which is basically them doting on you.

It's so lovely.

Speaking of doting...I got pulled over yesterday taking your Papi to the airport.

I wasn't just speeding a little bit.

The nice man just looked at me in my fragile, huge, emotional condition and let me off with a warning.

Bless.  His.  Soul.

He totally won Heaven points for that one.

I can't believe we only have 4 weeks to go.

Time is flying faster now than ever before.

I just want to remember every kick, nudge, and growing pain.

This time with you is too precious and I'm devastated it's almost over.

You are a lovely little lady, I just know it.