We've hit the point in my pregnancy where everything looks good and it's just a matter of time. Initially, we were hoping this kid would stay in until September (I'm due 9/7 according to my doctor), but now that I've hit the full-term mark, I'm ready to evict this little one at any time. There's such a sense of anticipation mixed with anxiety. How will the birth go? More importantly (right now), WHEN will I go into labor? There's so many different scenarios - if I'm at home, if I'm at work, what do we do about Felix, how quickly will things happen, will our backup care people be available? I'm sure it will all work out one way or another, but it definitely amps up the uncertainty factor.
I had another check-up yesterday. Blood pressure's good, weight's okay but could be better. My doctor said that my body's getting more ready to have this baby, and she offered to "help it along". Considering Nick and I are both on pins and needles waiting and Nick has some big meetings out of town coming up in September, I submitted to her ministrations. We'll see how much "help" it does. My doctor was also a bit concerned about how I'm measuring (smaller than I should be), so I got in right away for an ultrasound to check fluid and baby's size. The ultrasound size estimate was 5 lb, 15 oz. I guess I just make 'em little, but they catch up quickly. :o)
We've had a pleasant last few weeks. We've had visits from both families, even more so than expected. We were notified last Saturday that my sister-in-law would be our guest the next two days as she came back to Madison for a funeral. Very unexpected, but it worked out, and we got to visit with the in-laws again on Monday.

On Sunday before she came, we went to the Badgers Family Fun Day at Camp Randall. We took Felix there when he was a year old and got his picture with Coach Bret Bielema. This year, it was our mission to get our picture with Bucky Badger. While we waited in line, I asked Felix what he was going to do when he saw Bucky. "I'm going to give him a hug!" he answered. Sure enough, when it was our turn, Felix launched himself at Bucky and gave him a big squeeze. Aw! I was happy to have a Badger shirt that would stretch over my big ol' belly.
Felix: 3 yrs