This week, I've been trying to finish up all of the sewing projects that I've started for Kolya...well, at least the ones that involve her bedroom. Since my sewing machine is at Memaw's for lack of space here, I've spent several days there this week. One morning this week as Kallen and I were driving out to Memaw's house, I heard Kallen talking in the back seat. I said "What is it baby?" not sure if he was talking to me or just into his imaginative play that he's just started getting into. He said, "Mama, I wasn't talking to you! My foot was talking to his brother (the other foot)!" He's so creative right now. I love to see things from his perspective.
Also this week, Kallen went into Mama's house in his pajamas to tell Mamady and Papa goodnight, which has become his ritual. Mama said "Oh Kallen, your hair smells like lemons. Did you get new shampoo?" Kallen turned around and held out the back of his pajama pants and said, "Smell my butt Mamady. It smells like lemons too!" So innocent!
Today, while I was packing for the big move and cleaning as I went, Kallen watched several of the Power Ranger episodes we have on DVR. On most of them, there were commercials for the new Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs movie. Every time he saw that commercial, he said, "Mama, I want to take you to see that movie." It was like he was asking me out on a date. Since I realize that I only have a few short days left with him as an only child, I took him up on his offer. We went to get Kallen's hair cut so he could be all spiffed up for our date. I told him how handsome he looked. And between his haircut and the fact that I let him wear a belt today, he thought he was a big man. It's cute to see how 'big' he acts until I realize that he really is getting big. Three and a half years ago, he was the baby stretching out in my tummy. He was the one I anticipated and prepared for. Now, he is big. He's so mature about being a big brother already. He seemed to already know and understand everything that I thought I needed to prepare him for about getting a baby sister. He kisses my tummy daily, talks to Kolya, and asks "Mom, what time is our baby coming out?" on a daily basis. Even though my mom and I have both told Kallen he can pick out a new blanket (a "kish" as we say in our household) for Kolya, Kallen refuses. He says, "We don't need to buy a kish for her. I have an old kish and a new kish. (*New kish was purchased when I thought silly puddy had permanently ruined old kish.) I want to share with my sister. I'll just give her my new kish and I'll keep my old kish, that way, we can match." Both 'kishes' are light green, but Kallen rarely uses new kish. Old kish has been around since before he was born. It's his favorite and always will be even though he does like to have new kish on his bed too. I'm proud of my boy for wanting to share with his sister already...and we haven't even discussed sharing things with her yet really.
Well, today I'm 38 weeks pregnant. Last night I spent from midnight until about 3:00AM, having strong, but unsteady Braxton Hicks contractions. It kind of made me realize how soon this baby is coming. I mean, I had already started packing my bag and all, but it was kind of a "Hmm, I'm not sure what all I'll really need so I'll finish packing later" kind of job. So, today, I got pretty thorough. I think I'm all set and ready to go if the situation presents itself for real. We are supposed to move in 3 days so I would like to get moved and have some time in the new house to unpack before Kolya is born, but I realize, things may not happen the way I'd like for them to. It's all God's timing, not mine. She'll come on the exact day that he planned for her to. Until then, I'm frantically trying to get prepared. You can't imagine how hard all this "nesting" stuff is when you aren't even living in the nest yet! It's driving me bananas!