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The first half of today was spent at the OB/GYN ... blood tests, syrup and a 32 check-up. Seems Baby Girl Rex is measuring to be a 9 lb + baby. Big surprise.

Tomorrow we find out the results. Placing bets that it's diabetes. Anyone?

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I have summer-ized my blog background for now but I need an updated shot of the boys playing in the summer. This will likely be my last change to the blog before the girl arrives and then I will have to come up with a clever name that reflects two boys and a girl. Maybe I will just go with that ...

Today marks week 32 in my pregnancy and those six weeks couldn't come fast enough. Except for the fact that my child remains nameless, her room has not been painted or put together and we have not gotten any baby supplies. Oh yeah, 'cept that.

This week has been a little rough for the girls team. We went to the cardiologist to learn I am severely anemic, which is likely causing my tiredness and inability to walk upstairs (or talk on the phone) without losing my breath -- but hey, at least my heart is still ticking.

I failed the diabetic test so I have to go back Monday for the 4-hour, 4-prick test to make sure I am not actually diabetic but based on how things have turned for us, I am assuming I will be!

I think I have fallen asleep on the couch every night. And then I am too tired to walk upstairs to bed. So I have to gear up in my mind, promising myself it will be more comfortable upstairs. I don't always think it's worth the walk.

BGR continues to kick like mad ... she chose to kick so hard her foot stuck out during a meeting with my boss and he turned slightly green. Literally saw green appear across his face. Apparently boys can't really handle the fact that babies grow inside women.

Brennan took a nap today in underware, refusing to wear a diaper. Now that Freddie is potty trained I thought I would leverage that to get Brennan on target. When I shared the exciting news with the boys last night ...
Jack said: "That's great! We should send him a present!"
Brennan said: "Oh, that's nice." And walked away to build with his LEGOs.

But I left out underware today just in case and Joe said he's doing well with it so let's hope we get this going well before the baby arrives.

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Baby Girl Rex ... June 1, 2010.
After a visit with the ultrasound specialist we found out we are no longer considered high risk. We're happily on track for a big healthy baby come August.

I have been a little worried about my boy B. He has been very clear with me that adding a baby to the mix ... not part of his master plan. In fact, for a while there he was insisting he was the baby. He was no longer interested in being a big boy.

Considering I am about to enter week 29, this had to be corrected.

So, for the last few nights we've focused on the good things about being a big brother and a big boy. We're trying to make it sound inviting. Exciting. Something every boy should strive for ... and considering he's now at least open to discussing names, I am starting to feel like we may have made some headway.

And for as much as Jack has been involved in the arrival of his baby sister, this weekend some of his worries spilled out in the car after his brother had just gone too far.

"Mama! I don't know if I can handle this! I mean two kids ... that's a lot of responsibility!"
"Responsibility?"
"Yes! I mean two babies?! That's so much work!"
"Work? What kind of work are you anticipating?"
"I mean, we'll have to change them and feed them ..."
"Jack. When was the last time you fed or changed your brother?"
A slow smile spread across his face.
"Um, never."
"So, let's just calm down. All you'll need to do is play with her and pay attention to her."

Later that night he let me know he'd actually like feed his sister -- and even change her when she was only wet, but not stinky.