Last night before bed it hit me that tomorrow - TOMORROW! - will make it exactly three weeks until my due date. Eek! If this baby goes according to the path of one sister and one brother, though, it will most likely be closer to four weeks. And, if it's Accalia's path to follow, it will only be about a week. Let's hope for the former. While I'm not freaking out in a bad way, it's made me realize I need to get my butt in gear and take care of some things. Alas, I don't think my ultimate goal of organizing the entire house will be realized (and I can't find the notebook where I made my to-do list for before baby's arrival), but I'll survive and we'll all be prepared for a new baby. Accalia and Cole are extremely eager to meet this little one. When we last talked about it a couple days ago, it seems as if they're leaning towards hanging out with friends while I have the baby rather than being at the hospital.

What I really need to do is write down a few important phone numbers and fill out the hospital pre-registration and take care of that. That would be very helpful.

In the meantime, I guess we'll just continue to find things to do in the next few weeks of hot, humid weather. It's hard to believe that public schools start here in just about three weeks, too. To be honest, though, I think we're all kind of happy about the neighbor girls being in school during the day because we know we'll be able to do our thing until late afternoon and not be woken up by the doorbell. Oh wait, I'm sure I'll already be awake much earlier thanks to the little one.

Okay, I need to continue on with the things I wanted to accomplish before Accalia has gymnastics and dance.