Aunt Maryay

My little sister, Mary, has been volunteering in a hospital in Romania taking care of babies. She was kind enough to come home to help us during the arrival of the new baby (and to help out with Ann's new baby, visit family and friends and pack up her apartment in anticipation of a longer stay in Romania - - waaaahhhhh!). Luke calls her Aunt Maryay (rhymes with far - yie) and loves her sooooo much. Here are some pictures from her visit.

Aunt Mary gave us lots of cute baby clothes.


She also gave Luke a little cow that dances when you press the button on the bottom. This cow oddly turned out to be very scary to Luke at first and he did not want to be in the same room as the it for a day or two.


Mmmm ... ice cream.


Mmmm ... Chic-fil-a ... my favorite.


Mmmmm ... Jello. Notice a theme? What can I say ... I'm 9 months pregnant! The Jello was actually Luke's idea because it's featured in one of his books. He was thrilled to make it, excited to taste it and then quite offended by it's slimy texture.


Reading books at B&N on my due date, May 31.


Are we twins? Haaa! One day past due date and starting to worry that the baby is not going to arrive while Aunt Mary is still in town to take of Luke. Notice Luke in the background of the pic.


2 days past due date. Picnic at the farm.


Breakfast for dinner. I learned a new word compliments of Aunt Mary, compliments of Scrubs ... Brinner!


3 days past due date. Luke stacked the salt and pepper shakers at McDonald's. I ate McDonald's when I was in labor with Luke, so I was hoping it would work some magic the second time around. No dice, but yummy lunch.


4 days past due date and it's go time! I woke up and was pretty sure today was the day. We went on a walk around the block to pass the time and a few contractions.


Posing for a mid-contraction preggie pic before leaving for the hospital.