Nope - no baby yet. We past the bumped up due date yesterday and are heading for the original due date of May 1st. I have settled it in my mind that a May baby would be great. Besides - what's four more days at this point? It is funny how whenever I call anyone to chat I have to start the conversations with - "no - no baby yet" - I've almost stopped calling people because I don't want to get their hopes up but I'm such a social person - I must have my face-to-face - or at least a few phone chats =) I'm sorry to say that there is not much new here to report. Although my mental state of mind is a little better we're still living in the world of limbo - just trying to go one day at a time until this baby comes and then of course we'll be living one nap at a time. I'm learning from this experience by trying not to put too many things on hold because there is always something that comes along that throws a little kink into your life. Well - off to take a nap while I can. As soon as this little guy/gal decides to make his/her grand entry - we'll start calling everyone! I'm looking forward to starting my conversations with "THIS IS IT".

Playing the waiting game. I really thought this little baby growing inside of me would follow his/her sisters' example and come out early - but, no - we're still pregnant. Last week was tough because I felt 'sure' this is it several times only to have everything slow down again. But, good things come to those who wait, right? (Who said 40 weeks is best???) I think it helps that I'm trying to change my mindset and not expect this baby early. It takes the pressure off and has really helped me to get through my days feeling a little more productive. I still poop out quickly - and with the contractions still coming through out the day - I get a little grumpy by bedtime - but on the whole I feel a little less overwhelmed. The girls have been crazy - fighting, crying, hitting me, etc - I think they feel the atmosphere of limbo but don't really understand it. But it has been so cute when they come up and kiss my stomach and sing to the baby. So for now we wait...

So yesterday we celebrated Eden's 3rd birthday (along with her Auntie Casey's birthday). Fun times had by all but Eden was just so excited. After dinner she went and sat on the couch just looking at all the presents trying to wait patiently for everyone to finish eating so we could eat birthday cake and open presents. For weeks whenever we prayed Eden thanked God for her friends and for her Birthday cake. Such simple things to be thankful for. And she had no doubt that there would be a birthday cake. Such trust. Such confidence. She didn't ask God for a birthday cake - she thanked Him in advance for the cake she knew would be there. How often do I pray with that same trust and confidence? I ask God for LOTS of things - and I know that He is faithful to hear my prayers - but can I honestly say that I believe wholeheartedly that I will see an answer? I love to pray - I think it is one the best gifts God has given us - to be able to, at any time, communicate with our Lord - to share our hurts, desires, joys, whatever. And for Him to communicate with us. He wants to pour so much into our hearts, lives, spirit - so much wisdom, discerment, love - if we would just come to him - if we would just seek His face - if we would just be still and know. I want to have that childlike faith and assurance about my prayers that Eden has for hers. Whether it be a birthday cake or salvation for several of my family members - I want to thank God in advance - with trust and confidence that He can, and will, do abundantly more than we can ask.

No deep thoughts. I feel like I should write something deep and meaningful as I read many of my blogger friends' posts but the only thing I come up with 'where is that lip balm for my hospital bag'. Technically I have about 4 weeks until Baby arrives but with my history it really could be any day. Which freaks me out. I wake up in the middle of the night thinking about packing my suitcase, the need to buy diapers, what if it is a boy, what are going to name this child, will I really know if it's time to go the hospital - but most importantly - can I be a good mom to 3 kiddos... K & E are troopers and thankfully love going to other people's houses to play - but I feel like all I say these days is "maybe later - stop doing that - don't stick your tongue out at your sister (or mommy!) - don't chase the dog - I'm tired - let's all take a rest (which, BTW, never works). As I tell myself, and have been reminded by friends - this is a season. Hopefully the girls' will remember this as the time they got to spend a lot of time with friends =) Anyway - no deep thoughts - I'm just so glad that God has a plan so that when I do freak out I can just sit back and cry knowing that He is in control and will continue to give me the strength and endurance to get through this wonderful, challenging season of life.