I Just Had a Big lunch

"Wow, you're huge! When are you due?"

"Oh, not till after Christmas."

Or my favorite, "I'm not pregnant, I just had a really big lunch."

Seriously folks, when you see a ginormous pregnant woman, common sense should tell you that pointing out her massiveness isn't really necessary.

Everyone at our house is very excited for the new baby brother to arrive! Emily comes and tells me that he's crying in my tummy, so she sings to him. That makes him "really happy!" It's so sweet! Caleb loves to feel him kick and has enjoyed sticking random cold things from the freezer on my belly to watch the reaction. Brooklyn can't wait to help take care of him. She wants to be able to take him out of sacrament meeting when he's crying. Wyatt is concerned that the baby will poopy all over his toys. Wyatt also wants to know when we're going to Walmart to buy a zipper. He points to my tummy and says that we'll put the zipper there, and zip him out!

Compared to all my other pregnancies, I'm the least prepared for this baby! My fridge is gross, I haven't scrubbed walls, and no, the hospital bag is not packed. The ingredients for all the casseroles I was going to make and freeze are unassembled. My toenails aren't done, and I have two inches of what I believe to be my natural hair color showing. On the great side of things, the baby is still sitting very high, which means I can comfortably walk still. No super painfuluncomfortabletowatch waddle for me!!

We have 10 days until the kids go back to school, and I fully intend to stick out this pregnancy until then! We still have a few summer activities that we need to do with the kids, and I'm trying to spend as much quality time with each one of my little darlings!