38 weeks

38 Weeks.

Well, we made it to 38 weeks. Two weeks to the official due date but I won't be sad to have an April baby instead of May. It's been a good week with crazy weather. On Tuesday, we had a massive wind storm that blew dust and dirt all over the valley. It was about 75 degrees at lunch time. Then later it started raining, essentially mud falling from the sky. By dinner time it was snowing. Wednesday it snowed all day long. I assume our biggest snow storm for the season, a very pathetic winter. Now it's all melted again and we will be back in the high 60s this weekend.  But enough about the weather.

So, yeah, 38 weeks! At the beginning, this time seemed forever away.  But here we are! We installed the base of the car seat last weekend in my car. We also cleaned out vacuumed, and washed my car. This I do about twice a year. So baby will have a nicer car ride home. The nursery is basically finished even though baby will sleep in our room for some time while feedings are more frequent. Our last childbirth education class was this past Wednesday night, now we know EVERYTHING about babies and birthing babies. Not really, but it was helpful. My work and Davis' work have each provided a lunch celebration for baby Ware. Ingrid gets told regularly that she has to get ready to be the big fur sister soon. She doesn't get it but that is no surprise. I am sure their relationship will really take off when we come to the "drop the food on the floor/food in all the baby rolls" phase. It's started to sink in a little more of the beautiful, immense responsibility God has given us with this life. We really have no idea what will happen in our lives or in our child's life, but there is a peace that transcends my fears when I remember God is sovereign. We don't even know if we are having a boy or girl yet. There is still a ton of stuff on our registry I feel like we "need". I've never been a parent before. We've never had to the multitude of new tasks that come with being parents. There is just so much but God is present and will provide moment by moment all our needs. And I am really having to ask God to help me believe this is true.

We terrified but over joyed at all the things coming up with having a baby. I do know there will be times we are overwhelmed, doubtful, fearful, and despairing. I read the other day the best way to remember and lean on God's sovereignty is to be thankful in all things. I've been trying to lately catch myself in mid-grumble and try to give thanks instead. Also, we are totally open to all the free parenting advice available. :)

So, what do y'all think? Boy? Girl? Early? Late? Chunky? Lean? Let me know!