Typically, this is the point in my pregnancies when I start getting really irritable and nasty. I'm 35 weeks along...relatively uncomfortable, yet, blissfully happy?? I don't know what it is, but I have had this very organized, calm and content sense about me. Is this the calm before the storm? My second trimester ended up being the hardest time for me this time around, which is funny because that is supposed to be the best part of pregnancy--Not too big, showing enough for people to know you didn't just eat too many burritos, comfortable enough to exericse, enough energy to make it through some long days.... I don't know. I have no explanation, but I've been feeling super great lately. I think I reached a point with my crazy job to just do what I can do and learn to be happy about my efforts. I reached a point with my children when I realized they are just children. Likewise, I decided to give my husband a break and stop complaining so much. All in all, my new outlook has really worked.
We took this past weekend to 'nest.' Greg wanted to nest the day after we put all the Christmas decorations away, but I told him I needed a week. We ended up having nice, mild, motivating weather and went to work. We organized all the baby gear, cleaned out the "baby" room, re-assembled the crib, washed the bedding, went through the newborn clothes, etc. It was truly productive and I really enjoyed it. I definitely felt a little bit of sadness as I was going through the tiny clothes as I realized this is the last time I'll be doing this. I can't even imagine what kind of emotions I will have when I have to start packing away the newborn clothes because the baby grew out of them. That's the worst...but at least before, I knew I'd be digging them back out again! Ah well, life goes on and I'm sure I'll find new places to focus my energy.
The girls are getting so excited for their new baby. Brielle always refers to our entire family and never forgets to include the baby. When Camryn heads off to the neighbor's in the mornings, she always hugs and kisses my belly goodbye. It's amazing how much they've embraced their new sibling already. Brielle is going to be such a little helper/Mommy. I'm not entirely sure what to expect of Camryn yet. I know she'll love the baby, but I think there may end up being a shmidge of jealously from her. We'll see---don't want to be presumptious.
I'm beyond excited to meet this baby, but in no way rushing it. I have five weeks...possibly six and I'm totally okay with that. I want to cherish and savor every last brutal kick and punch from within.
My thoughts on boy/girl? NO IDEA. I envision a boy in our future, but at the same time, when I envision the birth, I really can't imagine a boy coming out of me. Who knows, who cares. I predict 8 lbs 11 oz and 22 inches. That's all I can predict.
Back to work....
