The Braden Household...

Well we haven't had this baby yet. This little one is a big prankster. With Bails once the painful contractions started they progressively got worse and closer together and then we went to the hospital and she came. This one thinks its funny to throw painful ones in for awhile, and then just stop and have everything go back to normal. It is pretty much driving me crazy considering Sam's finals are coming and he is getting nervous. She will probably come on Monday considering Sam has his anatomy and histology tests that day, followed by his Tuesday morning OSCE. Sounds about right. It is also Rachel baby's birthday and I am going to try to set a trend and have all of my kids on one of our siblings' birthdays.

Sam's intramural basketball team made it to the championship game. It is tonight. If they win he gets a free t-shirt. This could possibly make Sam happier than the birth of his child. There is nothing better to Sam than a free shirt. Pretty sure his closet his living proof of this. Too bad his game is way too late for Bails to attend. She loves trying to sneak onto the court and join the boys. I guess his games prove that it is possible for me to go from sitting on the ground to standing in approximately 1.25 seconds without going into labor or peeing my pants. Just don't tell Sam. I like to play the damsel in distress card as much as possible.

Bailey watched Barney for the first time ever this morning with Uncle Robby. Pretty sure it was the funniest thing in the world. Whenever Barney broke out into song she was compelled to stand up and start dancing. She even tried to copy their dance moves. Oh Barney the dinosaur. If this becomes a favorite I may have to kill Robby for introducing it to her. He already got her hooked on Elmo you tube videos. I am not sure if I could handle another brightly colored, singing monster in this house.

In primary on Sunday the lesson was about honoring the name's of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. This led to a discussion about the new baby's name. We've still got nothing; only arguments about what we each think it should be. One of the five year olds told us to name her Rosie. That was a different five year olds dog's name. Bailey is the name of the dog up the street from my parent's house. Maybe we should just go with a dog name theme.

The big December Costco trip has taken place, stocking our bare shelves with hopefully enough food so we don't starve after bringing this baby home. The Christmas shopping is more done than I even thought possible for a couple of horrible procrastinators like Sam and myself. The hospital bag is not packed, but I've thought about packing it multiple times so...hopefully she can just come so we can stop worrying about what we will do if she comes on each individual day and we can just wing it the best we know how. Good luck to us.