Less than 4 weeks and counting. woah. A month ago, I was getting uncomfortable and ready for this baby to come out. Now, I just want him/her to stay in for a few more weeks to make sure I can finish nesting. After getting home from Canada, I wrote up a long list of all the things I'd like to get done/clean/finished around the house. I got most of my kitchen list checked off last week. Here's to hoping I can get the rest done by the time baby 2 shows up.
I feel like I'm nine months pregnant. The baby is still riding super high and making it hard to breathe. As promised, my nose has gotten bigger. I could definitely do without that pregnancy side effect. My cravings are now pretty much just crushed ice water - anything else gives me heartburn. The problem with that is that I am drinking so much of it that I've been getting up to pee like 3 times a night. Well, and really, pretty much every time I stand up I've got to go, but I'll survive. I have started getting tired easily and my belly is seriously bulging. Case in point:
Holy belly. I'm up to 24 pounds gained, which is okay. I feel like I'm not quite as big as I was with Everett... so that's a bonus. Must be all that chasing a 2 year old around. Speaking of- I've got less and less energy to keep up with him. I'm praying for bursts of energy to be able to hang with him and enjoy him these next few weeks. He seems to be getting excited about his baby brother/sister. He keeps telling me he'll be a big help --- he shows me how he'll rock the baby and change it's diaper on things like baby dolls and his Woody doll. It's pretty darn cute.
Last night, my brother and sister in law watched Everett overnight for us. We got to go to dinner and enjoy what will most likely be our last date night before baby 2. We had a nice dinner, looked around for baby boy and girl going home outfits, and (i'm pretty sure) finalized our little girl name. Good thing too because everyone I talk to thinks we're having a little lady, even the Chinese calendar. I'm still thinking it's a boy, but all this girl talk has me wondering! Either way, we are getting so excited for the surprise. I can't believe I've lasted. It's some kind of miracle!
As excited as I am, I'm starting to get anxious too. Remembering how painful labor and everything after were with Everett makes me kind of sick. I'm also getting anxious about being a mom of two. Loving, raising, caring for two little lives seems a little daunting at the moment, and to be honest I'm already missing having just Everett. Aaron and I have talked a lot about this lately- just how much we love devoting our time to him and enjoying and paying attention to all the things he's doing and saying.
I think I'm dealing with all the emotions that most moms do- wondering if you'll love the second as much as the first, contemplating if you'll survive and/or every make it out of the house ever again, and wondering how the first will adjust. For now, I'm just praying for a healthy baby and delivery and that everything falls into place after that. Ready or not here we go!