Sometimes it's so hard to know what to write and what not to write...

Today was my fist day without the little girl I babysit. I was planning on keeping her up until I had the baby but her Grandma was able to come into town for the next month and take over. This is a huge relief because I was thinking I may start back after about a week after having the baby but now I know I am covered for the month of September. So for the first day off I envisioned Crate and I going to the library, going out to lunch as a date together and then ending up at the school seeing how we could help out in his brothers classrooms. That plan quickly changed when at 3:30 this morning, as Buster is lying next to me in bed, I hear MOM! and then feel something wet on me. Holy cow it was nasty...he puked on the bed and on the side of my body. Poor guy didn't feel good. Pops didn't know he had climbed in our bed and he slept through the puking episode so needless to say when I woke him up telling him I need to change the sheets he wasn't to thrilled. But he was a good sport to Buster and helped me put clean sheets on the bed. Thus Buster stayed home from school today and Crate and I hung around here all day.

Because of being sick Buster missed his first Pack meeting and was quite sad. I felt bad for him but his little body needs to rest and be healthy before he meets his new brother.

All day today I felt more like I was 4 weeks pregnant instead of 40 weeks. I lost my appetite, felt nauseous all day, had no energy and felt just plainly lazy and unmotivated. I am really hoping I'm not getting the bug Buster has. That would not be good.

I finally feel prepared for this birth experience. I've felt physically prepared for a long time now but not necessarily emotionally or mentally prepared. That has all changed thanks to Ashlee. I feel empowered and I know that myself and my baby are in good hands.

I am okay with people asking me "when are you going to have this baby?" or "how soon will your doctor induce you?" or "have you had the baby yet?" or "any news?" things of the sorts. I know they are just concerned and excited for this little guy. I am excited also but I'm also okay with him taking his time to come to earth. If he needs to be prepared more and spend a few more days with his Heavenly Father who am I to rush it? He's good, I'm good and it gives me more time to prepare for him also.

I'm not sure what will be more expensive this month...our A/C bill or the hospital bill. I seriously can't cool off and I think all the sweating I do each day is what is keeping me from swelling big time like I usually do. I guess that is one perk to being now 10 months pregnant during the hottest August on record. :)

On another note...Boss still LOVES kindergarten and comes home with a new song that he's learned each day. It's really sweet. I love the experiences he's having and I love that he's catching on so quickly. He's now 3/4 of the way through on his site words that are supposed to take him 3 quarters of the year to learn. He's excited to be ahead and can't wait for his teacher to give him the first grade words like she said. Yesterday he told me that at the end of class for a few minutes before the parents come they have a sharing time. He said he was raising his hand but she didn't have time to pick on him. I asked what he was going to share with the class and he said "the gospel." He had a big smile on his face and I asked him what about the gospel was he going to share and his reply was "the whole thing, I wanted to share the whole gospel with everyone." My heart melted. I hope his enthusiasm keeps up. On the other had when we are talking about who was absent from school that day he always uses the word "abstinence" for "absent." It's hilarious.

It looks like Buster will be home one more day tomorrow. It's sad to see him sick but he's so sweet and appreciative of what I do for him when he's sick...I like seeing this side of him. Maybe this side of him will come out more often and not have to involve puke.

The last few weekends have been pretty busy with Pops and he hasn't been around much so I'm looking forward to spending some family time together this weekend pending I'm not in labor. Although I think it would be pretty ironic to be in labor on labor day. :)

Now off to slumber land. I feel so grateful that I can still sleep well each night and can get up and exercise in the morning...albeit, I'm really getting VERY slow when I exercise.