Well we made it through the holidays, and I am happy to report that all is well. I am feeling good, and am feeling the baby kick off and on during the day. Getting big (although people say I don’t look it, I feel as though I am small shed just waddling around) and am now being forced out of my clothes. Yes, you would think I had a stellar wardrobe (nope), but there is just something about not being able to wear the same clothes that is bothersome. Tim and my mom finally convinced me to buy some big sweaters and they are comfortable, but the only pants are my jammies. I just wish I could function in those the next few months.
Tim and I registered for our parenting/birth classes. Definitely not looking forward to those–like I need someone to point out the fact that I am clueless. The last thing I want to do is stand out. Those who know me know that I hate attention, and yet I don’t think I can get out of this one. My lack of knowledge and skill will be evident no matter what I do. I tease Tim that there is no better thing than trial by fire, yet he and the doc insist on the classes. Yes, he is more fired up about this than me–maybe he should be doing the delivering part!
Other than that, the nursery is slowly coming together. The furniture is there and stocked with clothes. The crib is assembled with a mattress already inside. The carriage and carrier are ready too courtesy of my sister, Michelle. Everyone has been great offering help. The room has definitely changed from the place that I use to email and complete my school work to someone else’s room. It certainly looks different and yet makes me wonder if I am really ready for all of this. No, I know there is no going back at this point, but I think I am more nervous about this than defending my Master’s portfolio.
Well I am off to the doctor next week for yet another check-up. Hope all have had a wonderful holiday