Smell the Onion

Three weeks, my friends. Three. Tha-ree.

My house is still a wreck. A carpet cleaning man is coming on Friday though…so that’s something.

There are piles in the living room:
Mommy’s Birth Center Stuff
Daddy’s Birth Center Stuff
Maya’s Fun Stuff to Do While Mom has a Baby Stuff
Baby’s First Stuff Stuff

Eventually, I will put them all in individual bags and stash them in the back of the car–
which *was* clean– as recently as Friday. Sigh.

His bed (hammock) arrived, and Daddy put it together.
His car seat is ready to be installed.
His family is ready to meet him.

In other news, today Maya and I were talking about the pretty sky and the clouds.
We thanked God for them, and she said “Jesus made those clouds in my heart.” Um…yeah.

In other other news, I am the luckiest woman alive.

Breathe on me, breath of God,
Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what Thou dost love,
And do what Thou wouldst do.

Breathe on me, breath of God,
Until my heart is pure,
Until with Thee I will one will,
To do and to endure.

Breathe on me, breath of God,
Blend all my soul with Thine,
Until this earthly part of me
Glows with Thy fire divine.

Breathe on me, breath of God,
So shall I never die,
But live with Thee the perfect life
Of Thine eternity.

–Edwin Hatch

For the past few nights, every time I wake up at night, this song is in my head. I don’t even know all the words.
In other news, I think the baby dropped.