The waiting game for #3

Being 37 weeks pregnant is annoying. Not because of all the aches and pains or the lack of energy causing me to fall asleep mid sentence.  But because of the waiting game...  When is this kid going to get here?  Early?  on time?  Late?  I don't know why, but planning when there's such uncertainty drives me up a wall.  I am a planner and I like to control things so the lack of control gets a little maddening.  

Phrases I'm tired of saying:
"sure, sounds great, if baby's not here yet"
"depends on when baby arrives"
"I'll let you know after the baby is born"


So what am I doing while waiting?  Aside from going nuts at the lack of control I've been enjoying my older two girls as much as I can manage.
I am trying to get on the floor to have tea parties with Maya.  I'm trying to do fun crafts with Morgan.  I'm, also, trying my best to cuddle with my big girls during movie night (which is sadly more than once a week at this point).  The girls truly do help the days go by faster and help me remember why I'm doing this for a third time.

The other day Morgan made me a bead necklace and gave it to me saying, "It's because I love you.  I wanted to give it to you for mother's day, but I wanted you to have it while you are at the hospital.  Please don't forget it".
I cried! Then had to spend the next hour explaining to Morgan that sometimes people cry because they are happy.  I have been wearing it ever since.  It's not the prettiest jewelry I own, but it's defiantly up there in sentimental value!

As for Maya, she is a gem, but doesn't quite understand why mama spends so much time on the couch with her feet up.  She keeps pulling me down to the floor to play.  She is so hard to say no to when she looks up at me and says "please, mama, play with me".

I love my girls!  And I know I will love this third little one!
Now... Little one it's time!  Come out, mama wants to meet you!!!