The Hour Is Getting Late...

Here we are, still rockin' and still rollin'. We can't WAIT for the babies to finally get here, and Granny just told us to expect them in no later than three weeks. Thus, we've been going off the heezy to make sure everything is in order. In the spirit, then, of my rapid, sporadic blog posts, here is an update of the down-low, low-down of Thacker manor.

Nikki had her baby shower a couple weeks ago. I hear they had a great time, and I would like to thank everyone for the fantastic gifts. I, of course, went to see Terminator with Dad and Josh, but apparently fun was had by all the ladies. I like this picture more to show off my lovely wifes hot belly.
Now on to the nursery. What a trip. It was originally our office, so we lugged the desk and everything else into the other rooms in the house and slapped some paint down on the walls. We decided on a nice, neutral green - "asparagus" - as an accent wall, then just re-painted the other walls in a nice, shiny white. Nikki had a fantastic time trying to keep her belly off the wet paint. My parents then came down and we had a little party putting together the crib and dresser, which are both in cherry wood. That's when Nikki went crazy... clothes, diapers, wipes, flowers for Lily's hair, EVERYWHERE! The room is officially organized and ready to go.

Finally, the babies are doing great. They both weigh around four lbs and continue to grow and develop well. In our last ultrasound we only got pics of Lily, as Jack just wanted to show off his wiener and not his face (typical Thacker attribute). At our doctor's appointment yesterday, Dr. Burgett told us the babies were still breach and will most likely be born via C-section. Not the most exciting thought for Nikki, but you gotta roll with the punches. We're just grateful that she's healthy and the babies are coming along. She's in a lot of pain, as the babies are quite the movers in there. Contractions have already begun, as have birthing classes. Gross.