I really need to write those thank you notes. So I'll be quick.
A week from tonight I will not be sleeping because I will be too excited that in the morning, our second baby girl arrives. Unless she comes early, which I'm still all for.
Tonight the guy took Drue to a church plant meeting. I was going to go but for a few reasons decided I didn't want to, and wanted him to take her with him. One reason is a little embarrassing. My mother-in-law gave me money for a pedicure, which I got this morning. It was fabulous. I don't usually like pedicures, but at 39 weeks pregnant, they're fabulous. Well, little lady doing my toes up-sold me an eyebrow wax at which time she up-sold me a, dare I admit it, lip wax. I've NEVER waxed my lip, because I don't need to, because I'm not very hairy. When the lady said, "You get lip done?" I asked, "Is it really necessary?" And she nodded her head vigorously and said, "Yeeeeees." So, I got it done, and now I have lots of splotchy on my face. Therefore, no meeting.
I also wanted Collin to take Drue because I was getting so frustrated with her; I just wanted to be alone for a while. Is that terrible? Collin was later than usual getting home tonight, and I think I've figured out that she doesn't like that. I think she knows when he's going to be home, and she really looks forward to it, because come five o'clock she starts getting really grumpy. And then when Daddy comes home it's like this night and day improvement. She is so happy the rest of the evening until bed. Is that too cute? I think it's too cute. But I wasn't dealing well with the grumpy bear. So she is with Daddy, and I am glad. They are a pair.
I really must get cracking on these thank yous. I have so many to write. I can't believe how many folks have bestowed such kindnesses on us this second time around. We've needed it and appreciate it. One week to go!