Snaggletooth

My baby boy has finally done it.

He lost his front tooth.


He was very proud. (Kindly note the skinned elbow.)


What happened to my baby?


He's now progressed beyond even Peter Pan, losing his baby teeth, and all...


"Oh, the Cleverness of Me!"

Pregnancy Update-- 38 Weeks

Where did the time go?

This is my baby. Well, my almost-eighteen month old baby. She has grown up so fast in the last few months!

Yes, I know I've been down this road a time or two, so it should be no surprise to me that babies grow. But with my oldest kids getting so big, I am finally understanding what wise mothers have been telling me for years; enjoy them while they're little!

The days do fly by too fast. *sniff*

Today, I am officially 38 weeks pregnant. In other words, I could "go at any moment!" But before anyone gets a panicked look on one's face as they back away slowly, take heart. I've never gone into labor on my own before the dreaded "due date."

Frankly, I'm just not feeling "ready" to have this baby yet. I do have all my supplies ready and waiting, my bedroom is almost all organized and ready to go (with the exception of some laundry "dregs" that need to be put away), and I'm having all the lovely false labor that helps my body get ready.

But as far as my head goes...? I guess I still have a few things to work out. I'm not sure if I'm:

A) Feeling fear because labor hurts, and I hate feeling out of control there at the end,
B) Still in denial about not being finished with ten babies, like I thought I was,
C) Feeling overwhelmed at the thought of taking care of a newborn again, or
D) All of the above!

I think I'll have to go with "D".

I'm sure I'll eventually get my head straightened out, and then the baby will come, and everything will fall into place where it should be.

But for now, I'm puttering around, cursing due dates and creaking hips, and grinning each time the baby kicks.

And hugging baby #10, because soon, she'll be so grown up...