Yup, this is me, on my due date, showing great Failure to Produce on Schedule. I was convinced I would have the baby today (haha) because there was a full moon AND a lunar eclipse! If any old wives' tales have any truth to them, shoulda happened. We were all set to see the lunar eclipse, but, in true Central New York style, it's snowing and cloudy, so not seeing a whole lot.
Cheyenne bringing home her baby from the hospital. She did the tour of the hospital birth center with us and it grabbed her imagination pretty firmly. I think the highlight of the tour was the little kitchen. The nurse said something about "Daddy will come make some food for Mommy," but Cheyenne got the idea Daddy wouldn't get to see the baby, but would have to spend the whole time in the kitchen. Now that we've allayed her fears about that, the kitchen is a cool place. She's WAY more excited about a hospital stay than I am-- we had Cheyenne in a freestanding birth center in Alaska and were on our way home three hours later. Then, of course, with Elliott, we had the full medical birth. Necessary, but not a lot of fun. Vastly preferred being home in my own bed right away. Oh, well, nurses wanting to take your BP at 2:00 a.m. for no apparent reason are a small price to pay for a squiggly baby!
Elliott with his handsome (now that it's had a few weeks!) haircut. I cut it when we were up at Mom and Dad's. I had asked Dad to do it, but he hadn't done it in many years and didn't feel comfortable trying it. After watching me try it for about three minutes, though, he figured he couldn't possibly screw it up as bad as I was. So Elliott looked pretty good in the end. Makes him look so grown-up! HOPEFULLY, he'll be a big brother real soon!