12 weeks to go...

I cannot believe that I have only 12 weeks left until peanut gets here. Ironically, I have not even started to prepare! I promised Dave I would be more laid back with this baby (as in not having all details planned out the first trimester!) I think Noah has helped me in this too. I guess it makes it easier since we a) don't know the sex and b) the kids are sharing a room. Pretty much other than stocking up on the basics and picking names, I suppose there isn't much to do but wait. Oh, but even a simple task of picking names is difficult. I believe, though this is so out of my character, that we will be arriving at the hospital with just a list of names and not more than that. I have been praising God lately for such a wonderful pregnancy, as my first was not so great. It has been easy to enjoy and fun to watch Noah experience the growth of his little brother or sister. He has become much more protective of me and his "baby sister" as he calls it. For some reason he seems to think it is a girl. He is so funny! Lately he has been very concerned with my belly and how the baby is doing. At night before bed, he hugs my belly, gives it a kiss and says "goodnight baby" It almost brings tears to my eyes. I cannot wait for them to start bonding! But then there are the moments of pure panic where I start to realize how busy I am about to be. It was easy to catch a nap while Noah was sleeping, but now I have a two year old who doesn't nap. Yikes. I guess that is where my prayers lay now. I am going to need a lot of grace! Thankfully so many women do it, I know I will be okay. For now, I am going to just enjoy my time with my boys as we countdown to becoming a family of four.