Miss me? No, I haven’t forgotten I have a blog. I’ve just been busy preparing for baby Coco and chasing David (literally chasing). I have a dozen or so drafts that need to be finished and published, but first things first.
People want to know: how’s it going? how much longer, again? Pregnancy has been great, thus I haven’t had much to say about it. Lately it has been getting a little uncomfortable, but that’s to be expected. I feel lucky that up until 35 weeks, I didn’t even have swelling to complain about (then we took one last road trip to a wedding across the state and I exchanged my dainty ankles for clubs). Today I’m officially 37 weeks, making me fullterm. I’m supposed to “stay close” and be ready because I’m in the ANY TIME NOW zone. It feels like this pregnancy went crazy, scary fast. David went right up to his due date, I don’t know when for sure, but I would be surprised if I made it to my due date with Coco. Things are very different.
Over the last few weeks I’ve been doing the last of the baby prepping; sewing baby blankets and a crib bumper, washing and organizing FOUR full loads of baby clothes, blankets, burp cloths, and bedding, and making tons of baby hair accessories. I’m not going crazy with it, I just want people to know she’s a girl.
We have it narrowed down to a few names. Unlike David, I’m not super stressed about it. We don’t know the exact name we’ll give her, but I’m confident that when we meet her, we’ll have the right name.
Last weekend my sister Melissa got married, so we went over to Fruitland and stayed with my parents. Two things about this: David’s favorite person in the whole world (even above me) is my younger sister Kendra, and my parents have lever-style door handles that nearly made me bald. Every chance he got, David would sneak out the front door and run full speed straight for the moderately-busy, 35 mph street by the house, and then all 36-weeks-pregnant me would have to sprint after him (something no one should have to witness, it wasn’t glamorous). David had a great trip being Kendra’s shadow and trying to put me into labor.
David is cuter that cute, but now full of that toddler independence. We’ve been adjusting to new kinds of messes and new kinds of tantrums (on the floor rolling and screaming). He’s also affectionate, quirky, and in my completely biased opinion, freaky smart.