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A New Museum

It's week 38. It feels really easy to document every week now since it goes by SO freakin slow in the last month. I know I know I know it's hard to remember the pains of the black out newborn month, but change is necessary I tell ya. We've been waiting for him to show and are just wanting to deal with whatever comes (hopefully he comes with 10 fingers & 10 toes). I'm no longer dependable at work or church because "any day now." I hate when every day or moment makes you wonder "If I start contractions here & now, what would the plan be" etc… so annoying. We worry until we know everything is going to be okay, and then we move on to worrying about something else (like is he breathing as he sleeps). Even the second time around, I want to know what my birth story will be. Currently, baby boy still hasn't progressed since week 36 (perhaps only to 70% effaced) and my elective induction date is set for Tuesday, March 8th. So we wait at least 12 days. 12 long days that I'm still trying to fill with fun activities for Lexi while she is still under 3 (and free), but also to help her get out as much as possible before my answers become "let's just play in your room today" or "sure, one more episode of Sofia the First"



A friend got me in for free with her museum pass and our kids are still free so we went to check it out (basically the only children't museum within an hour of here). She had so much fun! So many rooms and things to touch and see. The biggest hits were bubbles, dancing, sand, music room, the stage area & climbing.  Lexi was okay with keeping up with the twins, but she had her moments of just taking off too that about killed me. For the record, I wanted Lexi to climb around the rope bridges if she wanted and my lack of foresight made my 38 week pregnant self in a skirt walk over those bridges to get my toddler who didn't want to come out of the plane, which is only accessible by the rope bridges.



Daddy took her out to lunch while I ran into work for an hour. It was a long morning and needless to say, it knocked her out.
 

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