Okay, so clearly this is why I am not a big blogger.  I'm really bad at sticking with updates.  So... here's what is happening:

House:  we have to paint the trim, but are otherwise ready to move down the hall.  Hopefully we'll get that done in the next day or two and start on the nursery.  I'd really like to have the nursery together by the weekend.  We just have to rip out the carpet, paint and put up the crib so it should go pretty quickly.  Famous last words... but I'll feel so much better when it's done.  We've picked out fabric for the curtains and sheets so mom is working on that stuff.  Dad still has some trim to put up around the new doors and tiling the bathroom, but that's about it.

Fletch:  We've gotten up between 5:30-6:00 am 3 out of the past 4 mornings.  This is not a phase that I am very happy about since I'm already exhausted.  Must find a way to include Eric in getting me some rest somehow.  Overall Fletch has done better since we decided to keep his bed and not move him into a different room.  I think he's happy in his safe space and doesn't want it messed with.  Of course he's learned some great tantrum tricks in all of the drama so those are making some appearances, but he's three.  What are you gonna do?  I am worried about how he will take to the baby, and I hope it will be good.  Much of me is so sad to see our time "alone" together come to an end, but I just hope that he will love his little sister and be really happy with a playmate (eventually).  After a tantrum yesterday, I was holding him and talking to him and when I told him I loved him he was quiet for a minute and then said "you're in my heart, mama".  I almost started crying, it was like the cutest, sweetest thing I had ever heard.  At bedtime the other night the baby was moving all over so I asked if he wanted to feel it and he totally did - when she moved he said "the baby got big!" and I told him it was getting close to time for her to be born and that she was going to love him very much.  He told me that she wouldn't love him, she would love me.  So we talked about us being her mommy and daddy too but that he was going to be her big brother and that she would love him soooo much.  He still insists that he doesn't want to be a big brother.  Sigh...

Baby:  Right now I am scheduled for a c-section on 11/16 at 9:30 am.  I'm a bit confused since everyone has told me I had to deliver at 39 weeks and that is a day after my due date.  It is the first day the new wing at the hospital will be open so I think the doctor just wants me over there.  I've got an appt Wednesday morning so I'll find out more then.  I'm 36 weeks now, so we don't have much time left.  The doctor does not think the window is super high risk so if that is truly the case, I would be fine with the 16th and if I go into labor then I would just have the c-section right away.  But I kind of feel like he's delaying me to be the first c-section in the new wing which I have some issues with.  Hopefully Wednesday things will be made clear.

Me:  I am getting huge, but I'm happy with the amount of weight I've gained.  I definitely have the basketball belly which I didn't come close to with Fletch.  I haven't had any pictures taken yet so I need to get that done.  I am having lots of aches and pains, but overall am so much better this time.  I am trying to think positively obviously.  This little girl seems to be all corners and it really doesn't feel like there is any room left in there - I have no idea how I fit Fletch into the same space.  I am in denial about how close we are.  She will be here before we know it.