I am getting so excited about meeting my new baby boy, and I think Trevor is too. He knows that "Baby Andree" (he can't say Andrew) lives in mommy's tummy, and I keep telling him that he will come and play with him soon. He just grins from ear to ear...like he's doing in the picture above. I can't imagine loving another child as much as I do him, but I know I will, and I'm not nearly as worried about it as I was in the beginning of this pregnancy. I think that's a fear that every mother goes through the second time around.
Regardless, Andrew Jacob Cox's little stubborn butt will be here the week of Labor Day, because if I don't go into labor before then, that's when Dr. Goolsby will enduce me. I wish sooner, but you can't take chances on these little kiddos having breathing issues, and I'm okay with that! I should've known he would take the same route his big brother did. Terbutaline to keep me from not having them, then having to make them come....that's some stubborn little boys for you! Oh well...I'm going to be one tired momma with these two stinkers!