7 Weeks to Go

So, this pregnancy is starting to feel doable... finally ... with 7 weeks to go. Here is what is on the list of do's and done's and my thoughts of baby #2.

• Quinn is starting to say McKenna. She says it perfectly, and it is so cute. Some days I am sure she understands. Other times she has no clue. But today she fed McKenna a cheese-it.
• I have a half of a week of teaching left and then 2 weeks of grading and finishing up before I can just sit on my bum until McKenna gets here.
• Included in that two weeks of work are two weeks of school! Remember that I am taking two psychology classes this semester. So between now and May 1, I have to take a final exam, write a 6-page research paper, give a class presentation on some stats I don't understand, and edit another research paper. Needless to say, all that is the big stresser in my life right now.
• We lost our basement money, which really simplified the "How much money should we spend on the basement?" debate. And in the end, I get to paint Quinn's room after all, which is all I wanted. I win again. Wahoo!
• I actually felt pretty comfortable today. Maybe naming my baby gave both me and her some peace. We seem to be getting along better these days. Maybe I will stop praying for pre-term labor.
• I can't wait to go through Quinn's old baby clothes.
• Tim and I were talking today that we think it would be fun if McKenna looks like Quinn but with really dark hair.
• Did I tell you my sister bought me the cutest onesie that says, "A MacAllister & Fellow Production"? Amazing. All readers in child-baring years should expect one from me in the next few years.
• Not related to the new baby: but Quinn is passionate about saying "Bless you." She says, "Bless you, mommy" if I sneeze or sniff or blow my nose, and if she sneezes she says, "Bless you, me." Tonight she was talking to herself in bed for about an hour when Tim sneezed from the other room, and she yelled, "Bless you, Bob-Bob!!" She didn't skip a beat.
• I've been better with pre-natal yoga, and it is really working. I have a lot less pain, and I am having fewer sleepless nights. I also feel better if I take a short walk (very short) every day.
• I started talking to Quinn about letting McKenna use her old room after Quinn moves into a big girl room. It didn't quite go over that well. That is one reason why I think she DOES understand what is about to happen. If she thought McKenna was just another name for "Mommy's belly button," she would have been all about sharing her crib with it.
• Shh! But I am planning a trip to St. George to see my Bridget because she is having a hard time. And if old friends are not good for cheering you up, what is the point of keeping us around, right?
  
• I am not planting a garden this year. Instead, I will harvest a McKenna. So, what will we eat?