According to my sleep deprived calculations this baby is scheduled to burst forth from my loins in about oh...six weeks and two days. And that? That, is NOT very far off. This is of course assuming that the kid will not arrive early. Hear that kidlet? Don't arrive early! Momma's orders. Really I am in complete denial that in less than two months our little family of three will suddenly be four. I am an intelligent, educated person and yet I just cannot picture what this new baby is going to be like and how much different our family will be because of said baby. I am thrilled to meet this little one, but I am also a little bit sad that I will no longer just be Buddance's momma. Don't get me wrong, I am completely excited to be a mom to two kids, but at the same time I am trying very hard to cherish these last weeks as a mom to only one. It is such a strange feeling, yearning to meet this new child, but also hoping he or she will wait a just a little longer to come so I can make sure I get one more story read to Bud or one more trip to the pool.
Speaking of trips: we just spent the last week and a half up north visiting our lovely family and oh boy, it was grand, but also very, very tiring. J ended up working much of the time we were there, so it wasn't so much a vacation, but more like home away from home. We did get to do some fun things, J and I spent a long weekend in Mystic, CT - which is gorgeous and I am planning to move there after I find the buried treasure in our yard worth 3 million dollars. We took Bud to get ice cream, played with Bud's cousin (who is only 12 days older), visited friends we don't often see and went on some walks. So, it wasn't all work, work, work, but for J a lot of it was.
Now that we are home again it's back to work, work, work. We have so much to do to our basement (read: EVERYTHING) to get it ready before the baby comes. I would very much like for there to be a working toilet installed down there before this kid comes home, but what the heck, I'll settle for a chamber pot at this point. Poor J, he is working like crazy to make sure his family is being taken care of, and he is trying to do much of the work on the basement by himself. He is amazing. I am so thankful he is in my life. There are many times I take J for granted. Some recent events in my life have made it very clear just how much I take for granted, but I am working to be a better wife and partner, and I hope he values me as much as I value him.
Now, what should we have for dinner? That is the most important question for today. I did nothing to prepare for dinner this evening, and haven't been to the grocery store since coming back from our trip, so perhaps we'll dine on some stale potato chips and applesauce. Sounds delish, no?
