At least I only have 8 more weeks of this. 8 more weeks until we meet this new little guy. I am really excited to meet him, to hold him, introduce him to his big brother and awesome dad, and to find out if God has finally blessed me with one of those "great sleepers" I hear so much about from other moms. We literally just pulled out the bins of baby stuff last night that we packed away from our first son and are finally sorting through clothes and toys and assessing what we still need to get. I was starting to panic for a bit there when I realized I was more prepared for my craft show in October than I was for the birth of my second son happening just 3 weeks after that. So I am slowly making progress on both fronts, realizing that I wont be as prepared for either as I want to be, or even as prepared as I had been before. Just for funsies, here's me 3.5 years ago with 2 months left to go... overly prepared and anxiously waiting our first son's arrival.