My one big baby splurge arrived in the mail today, too bad it came on golf day: Sean took one look before making sure I understood it would not be assembled today. Mason was excited to open the box, even though I wouldn't let him take anything out. He just likes to use the scissors.
Mason was playing "mommy" this afternoon, and helped himself to some shoes and clothing from my closet. As you can tell, he got his fashion sense from Sean.
I had a midwife appointment this morning, and our nameless little guy has assumed the position- he is already head down. I was able to hear his heartbeat with only a stethoscope, and feel his hard little head bruising my pelvis. The next visit brings the birthing tub and all of the attendants, who will familiarize themselves with our house before the big day. Weeks are flying by at this point, and I am experiencing random waves of anxiety. After watching The Business of Being Born (twice) I feel like I know more than ever about all things birth related. Knowledge is power, right?