Frank and I found out around 28 weeks that we would be having a precious little girl, and decided upon the name Abigail Elizabeth. We have had a few bumps in the road with the pregnancy, but are very blessed that Abigail and I are both healthy and are doing well. Tomorrow I will be 33 weeks and things are starting to become increasingly difficult. Sleeping is the hardest. I find myself surrounded by mounds of pillows, stratigically stuffed under my belly, knees and everywhere else, and nothing seems to help. I have also recently developed "pregnancy grace" which includes dropping items numerous times, and bumping everything including my little kids in my class with my ever expanding belly. I even found myself picking up items off my desk unbenownced to me with my belly, like post-it notes; only to have my students to lovingly point them out to me. Ahhh, the joys of being in the third trimester!
Avery and Mallory are very excited about the arrival of their baby sister. Avery asks me on a daily basis why her sister can't get her today! We have had plenty of discussions on how she can help show Mallory how to be a good big sister and tips that she can give her on helping out with the baby. Avery is very insightful and says that we are going to have to take up lots of time with Mallory also because she is used to being the baby. Mallory's approach and thoughts on her upcoming baby sister are somewhat different. Our conversations include topics such as, "poopie diapers.....ewwww!" and, "Mommy, I want to call my baby sister Cinderella, not Abigail." All of these conversations are accompanied by a sigh from Avery followed by the statement, "Mom, what are we going to do with her?"
We are all impatiently awaiting the safe arrival of our sweet little Abigail!
