31 weeks and counting... (cont'd)

So, I (Ty) have been having some weird dreams lately. Those of you who know me understand that I can be a bit more emotional and/or excitable than most guys. At times I wish I had a little more of my father in me, but it is very apparent that I have more of my mother, which is usually a good thing I think... I love you, Mom... All that said, I woke up the other night crying because I had a dream that our baby was already 4 months old and I felt like time was going too fast. I had to peek under the sheets to make sure I was still the dad in this household...
We went up to Seattle this weekend to celebrate some of my cousins' graduation from high school, which was such a blast. It was kind of like a mini family reunion, and Holmstrom (Ty's mom's side of the family) reunions are legendary. I found myself more than once looking around and being so thankful that I get to bring Baby into a world and a life that will always be surrounded by family and friends that I never get enough of. Pretty cool.
As Molly said, Baby is moving around a lot. Just this week I really started to feel more "shifts" than kicks, and we are now able to tell the difference between a head or a little bottom and hands or feet. Another little fun fact, Baby can now distinguish between Molly's voice and my voice. I will say, though, that I have a hard time coming up with things to say to Baby. I think maybe I should start reading stories or something, because as of now it consists of, "Hi. What are you doing in there? Do you have all your fingers and toes? I hope so. How about we listen to some Dave?" Then I attempt to sing... Any suggestions would be helpful...