It's the Final Countdown!

We are officially 40 days away from my due date.  Kevin and I have been putting some stuff off the last few months and weeks, but now it's time to get serious because Baby Reiter could makes his/her appearance any day now.  

Priority number one right now is getting a bed and carseat for Baby Reiter.   We are borrowing these two things so we just need to pick them up and get them set up.  Last week, I washed all the bottles and sterilized the nipples and pacifiers.  The baby now has his/her own space in the cabinets...right next to the wine glasses. 

The hospital bag is in the process of being packed.  We still need to pick up a few things and make a list of last-minute items that will need to be put in the bag, but it is coming along.  We have a big trip to Innsbruck planned for Tuesday so we are really hoping to get everything we need so we can mark the hospital bag off of our list of things to do. 

Since I don't want Baby Reiter looking back at pictures from when he/she was first born and think I looked like a train wreck, I scheduled a hair appointment for this week.  My girl from last year moved so this will be an experience, but apparently the lady speaks English so I have that going for me.  Kevin is also going to get his hair cut in the next week or two.  We have to get it done soon because they always cut it way too short so we'll need a few weeks to let it grow out.  

Baby Reiter is also still without a name.  We decide and then we change our mind.  We are torn between our original two names, which are totally American, or naming the baby something Italian or German since we are over here.  Luckily, one of Kevin's hockey players got us a book of 100,000 names so we have plenty of choices.  

Of course, our list seems endless right now, but we'll get it done.  There's nothing like scratching out something on a list once you've accomplished it.  One thing we have been great at is making sure to take our weekly pictures.  Here are the last four weeks.  

Baby Reiter loves to move, but is scared of the BIG flip. 

The doctor says our baby has great muscles like his Daddy.  And Mommy has the early morning bloat going on.  

I can't get enough peanut butter, which isn't a good thing since it is hard to come by here. 

My ankles are starting to look a lot like cantaloupes too.