Seriously, I could type one sentence and it would describe the past week: My belly…it is large. Beyond large even. I don’t even know how I am going to make it 3 or 4 more months with all the growing that has to happen.
Generally though, I’ve felt pretty good–extreme hip pain aside. They’re starting to do that clicking in and out of joint thing that they did late in my pregnancy with Hannah, and it is not the most pleasant thing I have ever had to deal with. But I keep telling myself that the babies are healthy. And this is the very last time I ever have to do this, so really I should just suck it up. Sucking it up can be hard though. I am trying.
I ordered and received some nursing bras this week, and it was just in the nick of time as I was busting out of everything else. I also ordered 4 shirts from 4 different spots on the website, and I must have really liked them, because aside from the colors, they are all the same shirt. Pregnancy brain in full effect, my friends.
Ed and I read through the entire index of The Baby Name Wizard last weekend. We agreed on nothing. He continues to suggest names of family members…not because of a personal affection for said family members, but because he likes the name. I suggested that these names are very familiar to him and that is why he thinks he likes them and he basically pish poshed that idea. He also sugested Forrest for the boy, and honestly, I can’t even talk about it anymore.
We’ve decided as a whole that we’re not comfortable with the full blown shower concept. Little parties to celebrate? Sure. But I can’t get on board with asking people to buy me things when these are not my first babies, and it’s not as if I donated our other baby gear out of the kindness of my heart. I sold that shit for cash money. Which isn’t to say that I won’t graciously accept gifts, because, duh–I’m not an idiot, but I’m not going all out with a full blown registry.
We’ve decided on our short term remodel plan, which is to take over Eddie’s room, which was FIL’s room/apartment. The whole thing needs to be gutted and redone, but it is cheaper than adding a second floor (which also needs to be done, but not in the immediate future). The room, which used to be a studio apartment, is big enough for a nice sized master suite (there is a second bathroom in there that we don’t currently use) where we can have the bassinets close by the bed when they are little, and then when they are a bit older, section off part of the room for the cribs until they are old enough to share rooms with the other kids. The room is at the back of the house, where the other bedrooms are at the front, and I really think it will work out well when we are dealing with screaming middle of the night babies. I’m pretty excited about it. We just need to get it moving. Unfortunately Eddie gets a bad deal here because he will be moving in to our much smaller room–the former nursery that still has Winnie the Pooh prints all over the walls–but the room connects to our attic and we think we can open up that space for him a little bit.
I’m excited to see how it all turns out.