I go to the doctor tomorrow morning, and I think I will soon be going every week. I really can't believe that we are already at the end. It has absolutely flown by. Ada's pregnancy seemed to drag, but I suppose that Ada has kept me too busy to really notice the time passing.I am trying to prepare myself, as much as possible, for the aftermath of birth. You know, the sleepless nights, the crazy days, etc. etc. For Christmas my mom gave me a certificate for a hair cut at a place in Auburn --AP Pearson's. It's where my sister, Sarah, gets her hair cut, and she loves it. I need someone to give me a cute and doable cut before I move into the land of newborn. In the mean time, I am soaking up my time with Ada and my time to sleep. Remarkably, I am still sleeping well at night. I am so thankful. I didn't sleep well during Ada's pregnancy, but this time I am waking up rested every morning, for the most part.
And I find myself wandering into John's room to look at all those little boy clothes. What will he look like? What will he be like? How will our family change as a result of his life? Six weeks, ya'll. Six weeks.
p.s. I will be back soon with more Christmas blogging.