Monthly Archives: June 2011

Least Likely To Sink.

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Husband and I both had to work this Saturday, so my friend Anna kindly agreed to watch ONE all day. She said she would take him to the pool.

I trust her IMPLICITLY with my child, but it still made me nervous. Why? Because I’m pregnant and that seems to bring out my most impressive obsessive-compulsive behavior. I often wake up at night with thoughts like, “what if I left my bra on the floor and ONE finds it and somehow strangles himself with it?!“

When these thoughts strike, I’ll get up, find the bra hanging up somewhere, assure myself there is no way he can reach it, and if he could, there’s no way he could harm himself with it anyway. By the time I work it out in my head, say a prayer just in case, pee, pee again, and arrange my pillows, it’s 30 minutes later. 

No wonder I’m always tired.

That being said, you can probably imagine the thoughts that kept me awake at night all last week, as I thought about ONE’s visit to the pool. I worried if the floaties I bought could develop a tiny hole in them or if it was possible for them to pop or lose air suddenly. I bought a pair that said they could keep up to 112 pounds afloat. 

ONE weighs 35 pounds. 

But STILL.

So I did what made sense. I bought a Spiderman life jacket. Just in case.

Yep, if there was an award to be had for Least Likely To Sink, I’m sure he would have won it. That’s my boy.

Nameless.

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TWO is still nameless.

Selecting the right name is a huge responsibility. We don’t take it lightly. There are just so many choices. It’s overwhelming.

I’m not a fan of having hundreds of options. Give me two or three and I can make a quick decision. But if you put me in a situation with endless options, I get bogged down. And Husband completely SHUTS down.

We’re getting closer. I can feel it.

Sigh.

What Does Discomfort Look Like?

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I’m in my third trimester. Finally. And I am grumpy acting like a complete bitch.

For awhile I chalked it up to stress, lack of rest, or the exhaustion of going through this difficult phase with ONE. But actually, I think it’s just that I’m uncomfortable all the time. That can really make a person feel pissed off. 

And it’s hot. And it’s hard to bend over. And my wedding ring is coming off today because it’s squeezing my fat finger.

Thankfully, Husband has been through this before and this time he’s been much more understanding than he was when I was pregnant with ONE. I’ve actually blocked out certain parts of our marriage from that period of time. It’s not his fault … he just didn’t know.

He knows now.
  

Here is what 28 weeks pregnant looks like. My boobs are trying to take over my neck. And not in a sexy way.

What I’ve Been Doing.

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We’ve been busy at our house. Memorial Day weekend, we transformed ONE’s room into a room fit for a soon-to-be big brother and turned TWO’s room into a dumping ground for junk I don’t know what to do with.

Playing with Daddy!

The room is super cute and to be honest, I kind of like it better than my own. ONE adjusted quite nicely to it.




















 
But then, there is the issue of the baby’s room … I’m glad I still have time to figure THAT out.

View from the door.

 We also bought a new mattress set for our bedroom, which is a whole other blog post. Let it suffice to say that while Husband and I do love each other, we’re sick of sleeping in a king-size bed that dips in the middle. We have been sleeping in that situation for 6 years now. 

It was time for us to make yet another majorly boring, yet expensive purchase together. A mattress.

And finally, a friend recommended a FABULOUS book to me which I’ve been unable to put down. Bossypants. Go get it immediately.