We are ready

We are as physically ready as one can be. We set up the crib this Saturday, organized the last of the baby items, washed the last load of clothes, got new batteries for the camera, finalized the list of people to call and the hospital bags are packed. All we do now is wait for our little Quastlet to make an appearance.

Here we are at 39 weeks. I am about to pop at this point but baby is still content and very active, despite the cramped living conditions. My due date is still April 4, Jon is hoping for an April fools baby and I am ready at any time (preferably sooner than later).

Last Weekend Ever?

Quite possibly so. With a baby on the way it occured to me that this weekend could have been the last weekend I'll have for awhile with nothing to worry about except doing what I want to do. Sounds selfish, and it is. I'm not dreading having a son to care for and be concerened about along with making sure his mommy has everything she needs and feels loved and all the things in life that change with baby number one, but that doesn't mean I didn't feel the need to have one last horray.

The morning started out late, as I slept in really late. I only woke up when my friend Andy called me to go to surfing. It's that time of year here and of course I went.

Andy's girlfriend Kerri got these sweet pictures and we had a blast and ate pizza and laughed at pelicans. I feel like I had a cool responsibility free day, and now am ready for responsibility full time.

Happy Easter