No matter how many times I tell myself this baby is not going to come early I still can't control the urge of excitement with every breathless contraction. They lasted 4 days with Amber before we knew it was hospital time. Today marks day 5 for Drew. These are not the Hollywood screaming painful variety, just strong enough and consistent enough to keep me from sleeping and occasionally interrupt daytime activities.
So now the plan is to throw preparedness to the wind and overbook our calendar with swim dates, play dates and service opportunities in an effort to distract our over-anxious family.
Speaking of dates, Brad and I had a wonderful weekend treating the girls to their final pre-baby-brother dates. Every month or two we take the girls out individually for a date and then swap children the next round. The girls soak up their one-on-one time so we wanted to fit in one last hurrah before baby time.
Thursday, Caitlin and I went to San Francisco to see the play "Wicked" at the Orpheum. Brad and I had seen it a few months back and kicked ourselves for not taking her then. So when the opportunity arose to take her I jumped. We enjoyed breakfast for dinner at a little diner in San Fran and then got to enjoy our front row seats for the show. I managed to forget my camera so I'll need to wait to post the picture my Aunt took later. It was a fabulous night out with my girl.
Meanwhile Brad and Amber spent the evening swimming together and getting ice cream. I also forgot to send him with a camera so imagine Amber's face (and clothes) covered in melting chocolate and ice cream. Daddy thought it would be amusing to let her give a chocolate-dipped cone a try solo. I had to put my laundry anxieties aside and remember they had created a memory.
Saturday we made our swap and hit the dating scene once again. Both the girls chose to have picnics. Caitlin and Brad rode the motorcycle up to the school (I allow her on the death machine only inside the neighborhood) to play on the parks and enjoy their lunch. Daddy still will not admit that some day this princess will think it is perfectly fine to hop on the back of some boy's motorcycle for a date. "It'll be different then, I'll just tell her its not safe." Yeah, good luck with that.
Amber and I headed off to the "big slide park" for our picnic. She chose this park because there is a great little place to feed ducks and geese. So after riding her bike and playing on the slides we took half a loaf of bread down to our feathered friends.
No date ever seems complete without ice cream so we made our way over to Dairy Queen for a cone. Apparently Daddy and Caity have established this habbit as well because before we could finish our cool treats, in they walked to crash the party. We all closed up the final date together enjoying our drippy cones.
So... the countdown continues. He can't stay in there forever, right?
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