One month to go...

Believe it or not, there's only one month left for our little guy to get a little fatter and a little stronger....

I am blessed to be feeling pretty good. The biggest complaint I can offer is being tired. But who isn't tired??? :) I'm also feeling pretty massive, but who isn't at 8 months? I'm still able to enjoy my cycling classes at the gym. I sleep pretty comfortably - there's just a few bathroom breaks needed every night. This baby boy keeps on dropping. The past 2 times I've been to the doctor, he tells me he's dropped a little more. I've gained 17 pounds so far. The hospital called today to verify my insurance information and informed me of what I was expected to pay when checking in to the hospital. So, we are all squared away there. The nursery is coming along. I was spoiled by my friends with lots of clothes. I've got them washed and folded (his drawers look the best they'll probably ever look). Boy clothes are definitely fun as well! :) If you're wondering, no, we still haven't decided on a name. Poor little guy... He will get one, we just don't know what it is yet. The girls are getting very anxious. Just today Audrey told me she wanted her baby brother to come out. I told her not quite yet... So, here's to surviving the final month!