Carrie Underwood's legs? No, thank you!

I heard on the radio a few nights ago that Carrie Underwood is 29 years old. WHAT!? I am 29.... I really like believing that she is closer to 20. Why does she look a decade younger and I look every single week of my 29 years. I will give you 3 guesses. They all start with "M" and are under 4 feet tall! But would I trade motherhood for youthfulness, great legs, and all the money in the world? ABSOLUTELY NOT! Not in a million years! I am in total love with every part of being Manning, Myers, and McCann's mommy. I can barely believe that within 3 short weeks (give or take a few days) I will have 3 little boys in my house. How did I ever get so lucky? Not lucky...BLESSED.
I love the looks I get when the 3 and 1/2 of us walk in stores (Manning, Myers, me and my enormous belly). Better is when I am shopping alone (yes, this happens. My husband rocks.) and some sweet old lady asks me if this is my first. "No, my third." This is always followed up with one of two questions: "Do you know what you are having?" or "How old are your other two?" I respond, "My third boy all 3 and under." I get the best "God bless you" and "Lord have mercy" responses. You know what HE already has. He has blessed me and shown me mercy over and over.
I really hope I will update with some pictures of McCann's nursery in the next few weeks. However, that would mean that it is complete. Everytime I think we are close something happens and we backtrack. Today for example, I had all sorts of plans to "finish" my precious baby's room. It didn't happen. Instead the washing machine broke which meant we had to clean out the laundry room. Where did all the "extra" stuff that lives in my laundry temporarily get placed? McCann's room, of course. Sweet boy, we are so ready to meet you and we promise to love you to the moon and back. And we sincerely hope your room is ready when you make your big entrance...