We are beyond thrilled to be welcoming baby #2 into our lives in the next few weeks (I'm 37.5 weeks along right now!?!). And at the same time, I'm wishing I could push pause or somehow slow down time to really soak up the last few moments with just the three of us. It's been such a beautiful, happy little chapter in our lives and it's a little bittersweet -- mostly sweet, of course -- to turn another page. We know it's only going to get better from here (somehow, that is apparently possible) with the arrival of our baby girl. I just wish that time didn't have to go by so very fast!
The moral of these thoughts on parenting is that we, along with the rest of America, celebrated Mother's Day and Father's Day -- and felt quite lucky to do so. Matt went all out with flowers and decor and breakfast and a sweet note and the cutest little drawing from Jake for Mother's Day. (And a gift card for a prenatal massage. Those things are the best.) He, in turn, was spoiled for Father's Day with bacon waffles, Jake's first official painting (apron, easel and all), and about 317 gifts. (First, it was the lawn mower. Then the shoes. Then the books. Then the...) He deserved it, though :) As far as Jake and I are concerned, Matt is the best Daddy in the world. I love my boys.
33 weeks with baby girl: