Baby Boy Mauk Update

We went to the maternal-fetal specialist again today. Dr. Hume assures us that his heart is fine. And I quote, "Now that's just a beautiful shot of the heart right there. Everything looks perfect." He reminded us that he can't guarantee complete perfection but from everything he can see, it looks like baby boy will be just as cute and healthy as his big sister. We even brought home so 4-D photos of the little guy. It seems he didn't want his photo taken as his left hand was in front of his face most of the time. He has extremely long fingers and both the doctor and the sonogram tech said he was wiggly. You'll have to excuse them; they haven't met E.

Since Mom and Dad are coming on Thursday, we've been forced to deal with the baby's room. We cleaned off the actual bed - now we just have to get the floor relatively clear so they can get to the bed without spraining an ankle. I was able to clean out one drawer of the dresser in that room to store the meager quantity of baby clothes that can be used for a boy. Like I said - one drawer. We also have a few blankets and one crib sheet so, we're good to bring him home! Andy then insisted that I stop "nesting" early and get my butt in the kitchen to unload the dishwasher. Actually - who are we kidding? - you all know Andy. He just suggested that it might be a good idea to eat before Emma passed out from the hunger pangs. By the way, we are up to 4 Rubbermaid tubs full of girl clothes that are too small for Emma. Did I mention the tubs are big enough for Emma to live in for a full day including supplies? That's ridiculous. How in the world she has this many clothes is beyond me. Oh, wait - I believe the answer would be 2-pronged: Grandma and Mimi.

School is going well. That's all I have to say about that.

I've agreed to participate in National Novel Writing Month in November. Some of the teachers at school are going to do it so I figured Why Not? At least I'll have company as I fail miserably.

Zoey has emerged from under the bed. I forgot how needy she is when out in the daytime. At least I don't have to check and make sure she's alive every evening now while crouching next to my nightstand.

Hope all is well with you all. Must go put the 9th load of girl clothes in the dryer. Sheesh.