just a little swing

I've mentioned how much my dad has been helping with Wesley's room while Eric and I navigate our busy schedules with work and Simon (and let's be honest, he's by far the handiest of us all). The baby swing has been in pieces on the floor of the nursery for a few days, and my dad decided to help start assembling it back together. Simon noticed it partially constructed and asked me what it was.

I pulled up the above photo from his 1-month blog so Simon could get an idea of what the swing will look like and how it will work. Looking at this photo of my first-born, wearing a pair of pajamas that I just washed and hung up in Wesley's closet, brought so many emotions and realizations. In a matter of what could be only days I am going to have another little boy who may look exactly like the one pictured above, wearing the same jammies, swinging in the same swing. I don't know if it's nostalgia or deja vu, or a little bit of both, but reality is hitting hard.

I'll have to try to remember to snap a shot of Wesley's first ride in this swing to compare the two. If I'm really coordinated he'll be in those same footies, too.

number 2 [week 35]

Symptoms: It's difficult to tell from the picture, but my belly has dropped. It wasn't until others began pointing it out to me that I examined my unclothed belly in the mirror at home and found my bump resting in a lower position. I didn't notice it myself because I haven't felt like I'm breathing easier or experiencing less heartburn, but gravity has made an effect. I'm trying to stay active--doing as much as I can around the house and even sometimes walking a little bit during the end of my lunch break.

Cravings: French fries. I did indulge. It was amazing.

Aversions: Salads and I still aren't friends. I don't think Eric believed me when I told him I was done.

Missing: NOT having heartburn!

Mood: I'm still happy as a clam, excited, a little hormonal, and tired. A pretty good mix of normal pregnancy emotions.

Sleep: It's been rough here and there some nights. I've woken with horrible cramps and not gotten enough rest. I'm craving naps.

Dreams: I don't know if I've even slept well enough to dream. There was probably something random about work or friends, but my brain is too jelly to remember.

Movement: This little boy continues to feel bigger. He's all over the place, quite literally. Kick counts remain solid.

Best Moment: So many to choose from; I was showered with gifts and love at my work baby shower, Eric and I spent a wonderful night away for our belated anniversary celebration in Lake Tahoe, and Simon enjoyed his 4th Halloween dressed as Rocky from Paw Patrol. It was such a busy week, no wonder I'm exhausted!

Baby Buys: My generous coworkers gifted us an Arm's Reach Co-Sleeper. It wasn't the exact co-sleeper that I wanted, but we're going to try it out and hopefully make it work. I am so thankful for their kindness!

Other News: Eric and I attended our Preparing for Childbirth class offered by Kaiser. We were the only second-time parents there, but there was still a lot of valuable information to be reminded of and learn about. We never took classes when I was pregnant with Simon since I planned to ask for an epidural. Ending up with basically a non-medicated delivery left me with no idea what to do or how to breathe and a serious lack of control. In the class we found a lot of value in learning the different labor positions that can be used during a non-medicated labor, as well as several different types of massages that Eric can perform to ease discomfort and relax me. We feel much more prepared, and I am so glad we attended the class.

Looking Forward To: The end! I want this babe to fully cook, but I don't think we're going a full 40 weeks. We shall see!

my work baby shower

our Tahoe getaway

Clark Kent, Winnie the Pooh, & Rocky

daylight savings

Daylight Savings can completely suck it.

We "fell back" this morning, and it pretty much wrecked Simon's day. He didn't take a nap and was a complete nightmare before bed.

I take partial responsibility, as I didn't make a plan to gradually put him to bed earlier throughout the week leading up as I did when we "sprang forward." Maybe I thought he'd just roll with it since his sleep schedule has been a little flexible lately.

WRONG.

Lesson learned. We're all tired, and it's stupid. And, I hate eating dinner in the dark.

testing testing

Ok, I am test-posting via mobile with a new app called BlogTouch. It's described as "The #1 Blogger editor for your iPhone, iPod, iPad and Mac!"

All I really need is this thing not to crash mid-post, and I'll be happy. 

I'm so proud of myself for doing my homework!

 

eeek

This is harder than I expected. Not only am I exhausted, but my pregnancy brain is firing on all cylinders. I think about what I'm going to blog about for the day, and then my booty hits the bed and I am done for.

My weekly pregnancy posts have also been a challenge. I like to wait until progressing to the next week before writing about the previous one. I also like to read the newsletters to Eric that I receive from Baby Center and Kaiser before sitting down to blog. Depending on how our evenings go, this can take up to several days, pushing out the completion of a previous week's post until I'm over halfway through the next week. There have also been weeks that I've had to double up on posts just days apart because I'm that far behind. How do you think that memory works with less brain cells?

Maybe committing to daily posts during my final month of pregnancy was a silly idea, but I still want to attempt to stick with it as best as possible. If I could find a more reliable app to use for Blogger, I'd have more convenience in posting via mobile. I'll try to do some research on that and report back tomorrow... at least that takes care of my next blog topic!

I'm tired

Maybe no one else has noticed lol.

almost fail

It's only Day 2, and I already almost forgot to post!

My mind is so consumed with other to-do tasks. Install car seat bases. Wash newborn laundry. Pack hospital bag. Organize items for exchange. Fold Simon's laundry. Pack up Halloween decorations. Clean the toilets. The list is never-ending.

I'm trying to accept that my house just might be a complete wreck when I go into labor. And that'll mean that I'll be bringing my newborn son home from the hospital to a house that's a complete wreck. It'll be chaotic, but of course chaos will ensue with a brand new baby regardless of the state of my house. I'm a control freak, and it's hard to let some things go; at least I know that about myself.

All I can do is try to prioritize as much as possible in the time I have left. It would also be super nice to just nap a bunch, but then nothing would get done. I'd maybe be less tired though, and that's enticing.

As my eyes begin to feel heavy, I think I'll head toward Sleep Town just this once.