I realized yesterday that I had none of the required side belly shots of this pregnancy. You know the ones you take every month with your first pregnancy and then have your entire ballooning process caught on film. So, in an effort to distract Isaac this morning--he was having a very difficult time accepting the fact that he had to wear brown socks because his white ones weren't clean--I commissioned him to take a photo of me in all my rotund glory. So, here I am, a little over seven months pregnant having painful contractions daily that fortunately aren't doing a thing but making me uncomfortable. The other night I was having to focus and relax through some of these regular contractions and I was a wee bit nervous, but the doctor reassured me that everything is closed up and just fine. This pregnancy has gone insanely fast. I was much sicker in the beginning than I had been with either Isaac or Lucy. It was pretty awful. It is really exciting to experience this pregnancy with Isaac. He loves feeling my belly and talking about the new baby. He is such a great big brother--Lucy and Nora are lucky to have him. He is excited that Lucy will have a little sister with whom to share girly toys, hopefully leaving him and his racecars in peace. Fat chance. I hate to burst his bubble, but Lucy has no girly toys and I think they will both want to follow him around wherever he may roam.
So, we are drawing close to the arrival of our third. My "due" date is January 16th, but I have learned that those are pretty pointless. Daman's birthday is the 11th, that would be nice. But, maybe we'll have an inaugural baby on the 20th. Who knows, all I know is we have to figure out where all three kids are going to sleep, unpack some fuzzy little clothes and prepare for life as outnumbered parents. I think I am going to take a nap.
So, we are drawing close to the arrival of our third. My "due" date is January 16th, but I have learned that those are pretty pointless. Daman's birthday is the 11th, that would be nice. But, maybe we'll have an inaugural baby on the 20th. Who knows, all I know is we have to figure out where all three kids are going to sleep, unpack some fuzzy little clothes and prepare for life as outnumbered parents. I think I am going to take a nap.