Is it Friday yet? My parents are coming into town this weekend and I can't wait to see them. I also can't wait to see their reaction when they see Gavin. The last time my parents saw him, he was only 5 weeks old. So much has changed since then. At 5 weeks he was just starting to coo and smile. He could barely lift his head then. Now he smiles all the time, babbles on and on, insists on standing up (with assistance), and will grabbed at anything within reaching distance.
We are planning a day trip to Nashville on Saturday and I'm just hoping Gavin will stay in good spirits on our trip. For the most part he's a happy-go-lucky guy but it is going to be seering hot out this weekend and little man doesn't fair well in the heat.
I've been solely using my bumbleride stroller (which I love) for the last three months but might break out my Chicco Liteway this weekend. I don't know why I haven't done it sooner, it's more compact than the bumbleride, but I just can't imagine it being as easy to navigate with as the bumbleride. Seriously, I can move the bumbleride around with one hand and little effort. It's awesome. I guess I will find out how the Chicco handles in the next few days because, knowing my parents, we will be on the go from the minute they arrive in town.
There has been a couple new BFP's out there in the blogoshpere. It's so exciting to hear them but it is not helping my baby fever out at all. I....Must.....Restrain...My....Urge ...To...Have...Another....Baby. I swear I have baby on the brain 24-7. I think this is worse than when I was trying to have Gavin. Probably because I don't have as much fear as I did before I got pregnant with him. Seriously, how the heck am I going to hold out on trying again for another year or two??? It's crazy but I feel like a baby-addict. Everytime I see one I just melt into a gooey mess. Ahhh, I seriously just need to get a grip.