9 weeks

Lately I have been a little distracted. Maybe it is the baby constantly moving inside of me? Maybe it is the challenging 3 year old that is constaly on me? Or perhaps it was the great visit I had with my family. Either way, I am way behind on posting and even taking pictures of my little man.
Playing his "nintendo".





Showing off his new Buzz Lightyear Swimsuit...
Bill making me jalepeno poppers...Sydney wanted them.


Multitasking...eating grapes while bathing.

As I type this Liam is destroying his playroom happily with his cousins. They are having a grand time. They are here until Sunday. Liam is going to be so sad to see them go. Then we are off to Hayward and then a few weeks later Mimi will be here and then...SYDNEY WILL BE HERE. You read that right. 9 weeks. 9 weeks until Liam will officially be a big brother. I know that is going to be here in a blink of an eye. I am so excited to see our children together, to know what Sydney looks like. On the other hand, 9 weeks left with just my Liam. We have had a great run though.

Awesome.

I just had the funniest conversation with Liam EVER! He crawls up on to my lap and looks at my big belly. He gets a contemplative look and says:
"Mom, please don't go to the doctor anymore. Please! Please! Please! You tell that doctor that we don't want a baby sister! He needs to keep her!"
I laughed pretty hard. He seems to know that she is in my belly, yet he is pretty sure that Dr. Rost is in on it somehow and since begging me isn't working perhaps he can reason with Dr. Rost. Poor kid is about to be so shocked when she comes and never goes back to wherever it is he thinks she came from. I am sure he will come around. He stops every parent with an infant so that he can ask the babies name. I am sure she will turn out to be the love of his childhood.