(Cue Huey Lewis)
This is probably the last post I'll be making before the much-anticipated baby number 2 arrives to sideswipe our lives with endless demands and impossible cuteness (just a hunch). I've been relishing every moment with Annie as a single kid lately. Where we always used to get out of the house several times per day, I've been perfectly content just staying home with her and playing with her and letting her tell me what to do (for which she has an incredible gift). We've been baking and eating and cooking and eating and playing and eating. It's like these last few weeks of pregnancy my body has just gone, "Screw it. Look at you. Just pig out." Of course, my stomach is the size of a walnut now because of this massive body taking up residence in my abdomen, so my version of pigging out is more like a day-long mini-meal session. It's almost like I'M the newborn who has to eat every two hours. If only I were satisfied with skim milk.

We are also eagerly awaiting the arrival of another family member: Nana, or "Nan" as she now prefers. She'll be down on the 2nd for about 3 weeks, and we all are looking forward to showing off Annie's new tricks and culinary abilities and just settling into this cozy nest before one more chick hatches. Here's to hoping the other one doesn't beat her here, and, to safe trips, all around.