Less than 12 weeks to go...

Til baby brother is here. And, boy do we have a lot to do (more house than baby stuff)! But, honestly, I'm not panicking. Again, I think it's the 2nd child thing. As long as there are diapers, clothes, and formula, I can wing the rest as I need it. I learned that we had way too much with Ella and a lot went to waste. So, I'm not being as proactive this time around. Oh, and no, still no name. We have some we like but have had 0 minutes to actually discuss/make a decision.


Hawaii was amazing. Maui continues to be my favorite island - the beaches, the atmosphere, the food! A longer post on our trip next weekend when I have more time.


So, I'm feeling pretty bad for Ella right now. The only thing she repeatedly asks for is to go back to Disneyland. I really wanted to take her again before the baby came but there's no way it's going to happen. Our conversation a few minutes ago went something like this:


E: Mommy, here are my Minnie Mouse ears, I want to put my dress on.
M: Ok, it's in your closet on a hanger next to your Princess dress, your Beauty and the Beast dress. Go get it and I'll put it on you.
E: I want to go to Disneyland to see Cinderella and Snow White. And, show Minnie my dress. Ok, I'll go get it.
So, she gets it and we change her into it.
E: I need you to put clips in my hair so it stays on (her Minnie ears).
M: Ok, let's go upstairs.
So, we do that and then she wants her "sparkly shoes" on. So, we go get those and...
E: Mommy, it's not raining anymore. 
M: Yeah, I know.
E: See, it's not raining (and shows me out her bedroom window). Let's go outside.
M: We're not going outside, it's too cold. Why do you want to go outside?
E: We need to go outside to go on airplane.
M: Baby, we can't go on an airplane today.
E: I want to go to Disneyland.
M: I know, but it's not that easy.
E: I'm going in here (my bedroom). She stomps off sad.


Poor thing! I'm still so surprised she remembers everything from our trip when we took her a few weeks after she turned 2. She's obsessed! Maybe after baby brother is here.


Back to prego stuff, I have jinxed myself. Friday, I was thinking that I've been lucky because I haven't been sucker punched in the ribs. Well, several hours later, they became REALLY sore. I haven't felt any rib jabs yet but man, they are sore. I think some of it has to do with how I sat for 5.5 hours on the plane but still. So uncomfortable to the point I'm not sleeping right now.


And, can you believe I am 2 weeks out from my bed rest anniversary? So far, so good. I hope nothing crazy happens because we head to Park City, Utah next Wednesday for Paige and Garret's wedding!!!