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Are They Ready To Come Out Yet?

Having a long holiday weekend made for a lot of extra time to spend on nursery prep! Everything has been painted, the cribs are up and everything is sorted and organized! After our showers, we'll be able to fill everything in and we will be officially ready for our new additions! 

 Now that the room is functional and livable, Rhylan responded with, "Mommy, are the babies ready to come out now?" I had to explain to him that they are definitely not ready to leave mommy's tummy yet, but if they decide to surprise us, then we will be ready for them. He then said, "Can I play with the babies when they come over?" I told him that they won't be very playful for a while, but he will get to love on them lots and lots. He seems like he is getting so excited for his siblings. And I seriously cannot wait to see the look on his face when he first meets them. 

 Approaching 28 weeks is a crazy feeling! It's reassuring now, because if they do happen to come early, they have a high chance of survival and the hospital will do anything and everything that they can for them. So this has put Michael and I into baby prep mode! You can never be too prepared, because multiple pregnancies don't always go as planned. 

 I've started packing my hospital bag now, so that I can continue adding to it as necessary. And I have the girls' outfits picked out for pictures and coming home from the hospital. I do think that I'm going to purchase a couple premie outfits just in case they are super tiny. It's really hard to say! 

 We are so incredibly excited and feeling so blessed for 3 upcoming showers in the coming month! I cannot wait to celebrate with those near and dear to us! 

 Let's hope that they are not ready to come out yet, despite what big brother Rhylan says! Keep on cooking baby girls! Mommy cannot wait to hold you!

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