Circle of Life

These next couple weeks are promising to be very full.  Very full of things that only happen once in a person's life.  Obviously, being extremely pregnant, we're expecting our new little bundle any minute.  We also found out last night that Brad's grandma passed away.  The week after next both my cousin and little sister are getting married.  Brad and I keep looking at each other like, "what could happen next?"

On the happier side of all this, I got to help throw my sister a bridal shower, another of those only-happens-once (usually) type of things.  It was really fun to remember my own bridal shower, especially since it was held at the same house, and all those feelings I had in the weeks leading up to my wedding.

Isn't' she pretty?

We had cupcakes.  They look pretty good right now.

And so it goes.  A shower, a funeral, a new baby, a (few) weddings, family and friends traveling in from far and near.  It's turning out to be quite the spring for us.

But the biggest question remains, when during all these events will little baby decide to come?  We shall see!

Morning Beauty

This is what is happening at our house every Sunday morning before church.  Paige eats her breakfast in front of Music and the Spoken Word.  I know, kind of odd right, but the girl loves her some Mormon Tab and Lloyd Newell.  He inspires her.  But the other week when I went in to get her from her crib I was greeted by the most fabulous funnel of bed head I have yet seen.

Impressive right?  I mean, it's already hilarious how much she loves her Sunday morning programming, but so see her with this was just sending me over the edge.  It took a little extra time to tame that mane.  I think we might've still made it to church on time, which is always an achievement.  

My Girl

I've missed blogging.  I really have.  I think a little something called hormones have kept me pretty much just doing the basics to get through the days.  Don't get me wrong, this pregnancy has been easy and I feel great, even at 37 weeks,  but I've been a little on the hormonal side this time around.  Brad says she's sitting on my emotion bone.  So I ended up paring everything in life down to the bare minimum, trying to enjoy every last moment with Paige, with just me and Paige.  I look at her little chubby face and think that a change is coming and she has no clue.  None.

These last few days with just me and her are serene.  I can feel the change hanging in the air, waiting for it to descend on us any second, and in the meantime just trying to revel in our little routines, revel in being able to give her all my attention when she needs it and reading her all the books on her shelf.  I won't deny that I'm a little on the terrified side, but just a little.  I have faith in my little sweetie, that she'll adapt and love her new little sister.