Day 94

I've had a few days of being really uncomfortable lately, but today wasn't awful. We managed to go pick up supplies for crockpot meals and thanksgiving dinner today, and tomorrow I have my next to last doctor appointment before the induction... If he stays in there that long. Part of me thinks he's coming before the 23rd... But I thought Cale would come early, too, and he wasn't even ready when he was evicted, so I'm not even placing a bet on this one. Haha. 

I've been working on Christmas presents, trying to get as much done as I can before Gray arrives, because honestly, he's more important than Christmas gifts. I know I'll want to be holding him instead of working. :) I mean, they're only little once. 

As far as big brother goes, he's sleeping in his big boy bed like a champ with the tiny exception of trying to get up at 4am a couple nights. This time change has really messed with him, but I think we are finally getting him back on schedule. 

P.S. Nana doesn't think Gray is staying in there much longer, so I guess we will see if she's right. 

I miss you so much, and I know you're worried sick, but I'm ok. Nana is here, and Cale has asked me a thousand times today if I'm ok. Taylor is on standby, and so is Poppy. All is well. Try not to worry. God has never let us down before, and I can't imagine he'd start now. 

I love you, soldier. Get your butt home. 

Muah. 

Day 90

Laying here tonight, trying to wrap my brain around the fact that we will be a family of 4 very, very soon. Part of me is terrified that Cale will never really understand how things were before Gray was born, you know, when he was the only one, but he seems so excited, so maybe I shouldn't worry. 

Regardless, in honor of our last few days of it being just us... 

We hope you love our little surprise... Hurry home, Gaga. Muah. 

Day 86

Poor baby. :(

He doesn't feel well. Tonight he even got choked on all that stuff in his throat and threw up. I hate it. I hate that I can't fix him, and I really hate that he got my allergies. :(

On the plus side, he's awfully cuddly. I do love the cuddles. 

Day 84

Halloween was a hit. Cale loved telling people he was a T-Rex, and got to stand on a fire truck. He told everyone thank you, even though we couldn't get him to say 'trick or treat.' Instead, he opted for the simpler 'can I have candy, please?'

At least he was polite. Haha

We had fun. :)

Tonight, Cale decided he wanted to talk to Gray. Well, let me just tell you, that was about the cutest thing I've ever seen...

He talked to Gray through my belly button (while he was poking it), and told him he can't wait to meet him. Melt my heart. I know they won't always like each other, but I sure hope they love each other. 

Talk to you tomorrow. Love you. Muah. 

Day 80

Cale slept all night in his bed last night, so we are giving it another shot tonight. We stayed up later tonight, and I know he's exhausted, so it shouldn't take long for him to fall asleep. I'm currently sitting on the trunk at the foot of his bed... Waiting. 

Tomorrow is the pre-admission appointment/hospital tour. So glad my mom is here to go with me. At least you have already been there, so you know where to go. It will ease her mind, I'm sure, to see everything beforehand. 

We went to Cabela's today and to Bob Evans to eat lunch. Cale ate great for being at a restaurant, and ate a great dinner, too. 

He's doing so great. I hope he doesn't backslide on me when Gray is born. 

He's snoring, so I'm going to bed. Love you to the moon and back. Muah. 

Day 79

Operation Big Boy Bed: Day 1 is underway. 

I only had to sit there and tell him to go to sleep for 90 mins... But he finally did and now I'm sitting here, glued to the monitor, hoping he's ok. Ugh. I'm such a helicopter mom, but whatever. 

I can't believe he's actually sleeping in a twin sized bed (for the moment, anyway). I'm sure we will have some rough nights, but this is a good first step. 

The OB visit was fine today, but I already told you that. 

Talk to you tomorrow, babe. I love you. Muah. 

Day 76

Hello, love. 

I know I didn't blog last night. Sorry. It was just one of those days, and if you don't have something nice to say, well, you know the rest. 

I haven't felt great today. I didn't really eat a lot and had Braxton Hicks contractions on and off all day, so I drank a lot of water and prayed that my back would stop aching. It finally has, and the contractions seemed to have slowed down, so that's a positive. Cale is finally conked out after a long, hard day of whining, and I'm sure he's fully aware that he wore me out with him. 

You'll be home in less than a month, and Mom and Dad will be here in two more wake-ups! Hooray!

Talk to you tomorrow. Love you! Muah.