5 weeks and random thoughts

My due date is now just 5 weeks from today. It feels like time is going by very quickly now... maybe too quickly since we have SO much left to do. Will and I completed our Childbirth Preparation Class at the hospital last week and afterward went up to see the babies in the nursery. It was after 9:00pm and the nursery was packed. There were babies everywhere being swaddled, changed, weighed, etc. We both walked away feeling more excited about baby Trip. I have always felt really nervous holding newborns but after seeing how rough the nurses were with the babies, it helped me to see that they are not quite a fragile as I thought.
And, for those of you who don't know, we have (finally) decided on a name. The baby is going to be William Douglas III and we are going to call him Trip. Well, I guess I should say that everyone except for Will is going to call him Trip. Will wants to call him Will when its just the two of them. It can be their special thing.
We've joked that Trip's first word is going to be "Off!" since we say it so much to Amelia. It's probably going to be a toss up between "Off!" and "No!"
I had two coworkers tell me the other day that we are going to have to get rid of our cats. They believe that cats try to get the milk out of the baby's mouth and can suffocate him while trying to do this. Really??? I think it's an Old Wives Tale but I now have one more thing to worry about. Well, we're not planning on shipping the cats off... yet. We'll just have to keep them out of the nursery and out of Trip's mouth.

Superman

I don't know if everyone knows this, but I am married to Superman. Every day he amazes me with his super strengths and skills. Yesterday was no exception.
In the morning, he got up early and painted my toenails for me before I went to work. (It's getting really uncomfortable for me to bend over and reach my toes.)
He worked on the nursery for 12 hours straight insulating and hanging dry wall. It was probably about 100 degrees in there since we have the vents closed and the window unit is jammed full of pieces of plaster and dust. And did I mention that it was his day off?
Last night he rescued a baby Starling that I found in the basement. We have a nest of them in the eave of our house and I guess this baby fell down through the walls to the basement. Our cats were circling in and Will came in just in time to carry it to safety (using gloves, of course.) And he knew just what to do to make sure that its mother would find it and save it.
My hero!