Keeping with tradition, we've always taken a picture of our family when I am 8 months pregnant. I really do enjoy showing the kids each picture and telling them which one of them was inside at the time. The weather has been crazy here so of course today was very windy and a little chilly for picture taking. Moreover, Damaris was terrified of our friend who was taking the picture so we didn't really capture a jewel. None the less, it is the reality of family life and especially picture taking with children. I don't even expect anything in that regards anymore. If two or three people look okay, I am good with that.
I haven't gotten the photos from my friend, but I was able to take a few pictures with my camera just of the kids.
I was 39 weeks yesterday. I cannot believe that we are due in less than one week. I think I just realized last week we were having a baby. I know it is close because I am doing the weird cleaning. You know, scrubbing carseats, scrubbing blinds, neurotically cleaning bathrooms like I won't be able to clean them again for another year. I know the time is near when I begin that mode of nesting. I told my sister if she came by I might scrub her car engine with a toothbrush. I took 12 bags to the thrift store today.