things are about to change around here

I am technically due a week from today, September 25th (my parents 41st anniversary) and have had a few thoughts come in and out of my head the last couple of days about how our time of three is coming to an end. I feel for our boy but he's entered into toddlerhood with a a real zeal so I have a feeling that he's going to be just fine AND be a cool big brother. It'll be a transition, for sure but we are sort of wrapping our heads around it--well as much as we can. So far, I am feeling fine and still hoping she makes it the week so we can take our house out of disaster zone before she arrives. We are close. Mike is putting on the second coat of polyurethane today so we should be able to move back in Wednesday. The walls are painted and the wood floors are looking lovely, so much better than the shaggy grey carpet.

A few things on our kid before he's not our only one anymore that I note every inane detail for. I keep trying to get a little interview with him on a video because he talks a lot. Sure, Mike and I are probably the only ones who can really tell what he's saying but we know he is trying to say a lot. Yesterday, we took him to the new playground up from our house and he climbed up that wall 10 times without any problem and loves the biggest slide. He didn't even ever try the little ones-just straight to the big tube.

Independent? Yes. He is excited to leave us as he walks away waving and saying 'Bye Mama, Bye Da-dee'. Is his world about to be rocked? Yes, but so is ours so we'll all be going through it together.