It's about that time...

In case you were unaware, today is my "official" due date.

I say that because it was the very first due date they gave me. Then it got switched to the 8th. And then the 15th. And then back to the 8th. And then at my last ultrasound at 37 weeks they estimated the 4th. So I gave up and picked the 6th. Of course, at first I picked the 4th cause it was the closest. But he obviously didn't arrive that day... and if he doesn't come today then the 8th it is (and so on..)

My mom has been in town a tad over a week now and I am beginning to feel guilty. In my mind she's here to get to see the baby and spend time with him. And I just hate that her time here is drawing to an end (okay-- there's still 2 weeks left..) and she is yet to get to meet her grandson... But I seem to forget that I am her baby and she's really here to spend time with me as a prep for the arrival of my baby. What a fun lil' realization. Sweet. Precious.

I know I need to be more appreciative of this time we have together. After all, this is likely to be some of the last moments we will get to spend babyless- at least for a while, I suppose. I dunno. I truly am unsure of what to expect from this whole motherhood thing. I am sure it will all take me by surprise, no matter how confident I am feeling in this moment.

I took a bit of a step of faith and had a root canal scheduled for today (ahem, my due date-- keep up now) and I must say, I am very glad I am getting this little portion of my to-do list taken care of. Once Hudson is here I really don't think I will be wanting to spend much time away from him, much less taking care of monotonous tasks like dental appointments. I tell you what, you can floss, brush, and rinse all you want but if your genes aren't truly spectacular there is NOTHING you can do to keep yourself from getting cavities and needing things like root canals. It's so very frustrating. I am what could be considered a dental hygiene freak and still, my teeth chose to betray me. Every time I go in for a cleaning something else needs to be done.. or in this case an old filling actually fell out and cause my tooth to become infected. So so very sad. And also, extremely painful. Happy, happy, joy, joy- right? :)

The flood of "Is baby here, yet?" texts and messages have began and I would be lying if I said I get a little sad, a little heartsick even, every time I have to respond-- "Not yet! Still patiently waiting.." What's worse are seeing other mommies with similar due dates to mine already having had their babies, and getting to spend time with them and hold them.. I just want it to be my turn already! I don't feel like that is too much to ask.. It's been a long 40 weeks and I am just ready. There are no other words to express.

In other news, my wonderful hubby is still on the job hunt for some added income to support our family. I don't think we quite realized what the initial shock of losing my income would feel like.. But I can definitely say it isn't a comfortable one. Ultimately, we rely on the Lord for our provision, we know that HE is our source and will supply all of our needs. And from the start He has never left us high and dry- we have never gone hungry- and have only been late on rent once. He's got a pretty great track record of keeping our lil' family in tact. If you think of it, do keep us in your prayers.

I believe that is all for now.. Until next time :)

"I'm comin' home.."

Ah, yes. These are the words that I love to here or see the MOST.

It means my wonderful husband is soon to arrive and our little family will be complete again.

I've been settling into the world of "housewife" over the past couple of weeks and I am soon to add "stay at home mom" to the mix.. It is a dream come true. I absolutely love it. I finally feel like our house is becoming our home and there is much less "stuff" just hanging around needing a place to live. It is quite a good feeling.

In baby news, well.. Hudson is still on his way. Assuming I have simply made the most wonderful home for him in there, he is just not wanting to leave yet. Try as I may- he won't budge from that perfectly lodged space he has found right between my pelvic bones. But you can believe me when I say, nothing is going to stop me from trying to speed his arrival until I am holding that precious little being in my arms. God is just so so good- and I know He has the PERFECT day chosen for my little man to make his grand entrance. And I had better just be patient until that day arrives.

My mom got into town earlier this week to help prepare for her first grandson (first grandchild as a matter of fact) and it has just been a splendid treat! We have had adventures both big and small and are ultimately just getting to hang around and enjoy some time together as mom and daughter. Very fun and endearing.

I'd say the adventure that stands out in my mind the most thus far is one that happened just a few short hours ago.. My mom is working on a pearl necklace for my soon to be sister-in-law, as she has made each of us Mullaney girls a special peal necklace for our wedding day. She needed to different kind of clasp than the one she brought so, of course, we take to our cell phones and search out the nearest Hobby Lobby to where we live. There was one just about 15 minutes away and with only a couple of hours until Nic needed to leave for rugby practice we decided to make a break for it and head out so we would arrive back home with plenty of time for Nic to make it to rugby practice. Nic stayed back at the apartment with a friend of ours, TJ, and my mom and I ventured to Independence, MO to find the desired jewelry piece. Within minutes of leaving our building and driving away, both my mom and I realize we had left our beloved cell phones on the kitchen counter.

"No big deal- we're just going to be gone an hour or so."

There are 2 HUGE things wrong with that statement. First being mostly due to the fact that I am 39 weeks pregnant and "just an hour" without a cell phone could mean the difference between my husband being present for Hudson's birth or not, and also because I am pretty sure the Holy Spirit prompted us to go back to get them because of the grand adventure that was soon to take place... And I was just too lazy to heed the warning. Bad prego!

We got to Hobby Lobby without an issue at all and were even headed back home, the sign said we were only 5 minutes from downtown and we were zooming along like no big deal. Annnd then it happened. Big ol' flat tire. Which shouldn't have been that big of a deal, considering the fact that both my mom and I are perfectly capable of changing a tire and it maybe would have only taken 10 minutes for us to complete the task. However, just over a week ago we had a different tire blow and we hadn't had the chance to replace it quite yet.. SO our spare was already in use. And we were cell phone less. Which made contacting Nic or roadside assistance or ANYONE a bit on the impossible side.

So after sitting on the side of the freeway while hundreds of cars flew past (not to mention 3 cops.. thanks a lot guys..) for almost 20 minutes my mom decides she's gonna hoof it down the road to find somewhere/someone to call Nic so he could come help us. This is my sweet, 5'2" mother, walking along I-70 while 6 o'clock traffic is well underway. Needless to say- I was pretty stressed out. About 15 minutes after my mom left an emergency motorist assistance vehicle pulls up behind me and casually lets me know that I'm on camera and that he had been dispatched to come help. Which.. had we not been in the situation we were I probably would have been a bit peeved over the fact that this entire country is under video surveillance but for the time being it actually helped us. Anyways-- I suppose I am making this much longer of a story than it should be.. but 2 1/2 hours, $112 and a new friend named Bernie later, Nic was late to rugby but we got that tire replaced. Who knew they could gouge you so well when you desperately need a new tire?! Irritating to say the least but we had no other choice.

The Lord is certainly wanting our full attention and trust when it comes to provision--we get to really rely on Him nowadays with just one income and its scary but definitely faith building. GOd is good :)