That means that in approximately 48 days (give or take a week) I will be holding our first baby. The first grandchild on both of our parents' side, the first child to be welcomed into our home, the newest addition to the family.... it's all pretty overwhelming. Sometimes I wonder if I can't ask the baby to wait a little while for me to get more used to the idea.... which is hilarious cuz I've been looking forward to holding my own child since I was 10 years old or so.... actually, probably since I was like 3.
This blog has been sitting on my back burner along with a lot of other things (many of them which should not have been) because work at the Cascade has been so busy these past few weeks. However, I'm looking forward to my workload lightening as we're hiring our new Editor-in-Chief on Friday, and next week I will be training them, and back to being the Managing Editor, second-in-command, rather than doing two jobs in one.
About the baby.
s/he gets the hiccups a lot, I love that cuz it's the only time I'm guaranteed that when I call someone over to feel they'll actually get to feel something.
s/he seems to be awake LOTS at night, so especially between 10:30 and 12:00, although I try not to be awake that late... there's only been one night so far where the baby has kept me up, and I swear it was trying to climb out of me! The pressure s/he was putting on the side of my belly was phenomenal, I haven't felt anything that strong or persistent from the baby since then, so I wonder what that was all about. Maybe just testing his/her strength.
The baby loves music, that much I'm still sure of. Especially bass. We went to Dis-Orientation at my school, which is a rock concert and this year headlined Finger Eleven, and the baby loved it. Moved around a whole lot in those few hours, and finally some of the girls from work got to feel the movement.
We also went to Casting Crowns in Langley, which was a wonderful concert. The baby loved that too, and I spent much of my time watching my belly be nudged from within... that and singing my heart out to God along with thousands of other Christians. It was a great night.
When s/he decides to really move, you can see it from the outside. Not clear shapes or anything, there's too much of me in the way for that, but definitely rising and falling of different parts of my stomach, which I'm still not used to. Alien child. :)
We're finally preparing to fix up the baby room, the carpet should be coming out next week sometime. Eleah's little boy Judah will be two months on Thursday, and he's having a dedication this weekend so there's not a lot of time for us to get work done, but we'll get to it. We have a deadline we have to meet!
Phil's tickled pink cuz he's going to be making Judah's cake, and we finally got his cake decorating stuff in the mail from Pampered Chef. We're all ready to make the cutest cake for the cutest baby....
Judah and his little pseudo-cousin (as we call my little one) have met as much as they can... They nudge and kick each other occasionally, and we're all looking forward to having two babies in the house.
I suppose that's long enough for now, the only other interesting note was that September 25th was our 25 month anniversary, which seems silly, but 25's my favourite number and I thought it noteworthy.
Next week Tuesday will be my last bi-weekly doctor's visit; after that I move to weekly visits until the baby comes.
So strange. So soon... it's all gone by so fast... 1/2 of me is SO SO excited, the other half is shaking in my boots.... well, my flip-flops anyway; I've never been much for boots.
I've promised my mom pictures, so I'll be adding some to this post and putting some up on Facebook.
Counting the weeks...