I’m going to do the next few bumpdates a bit differently. The old format was getting a bit repetitive. My cravings aren’t changing very much (pretty much food in general is good, with the exception of the few days I am battling morning sickness all over again). I ache all the time; my body hurts. Braxton Hicks contractions are coming more and more frequently and becoming more painful. I forgot how annoying they were. I’m getting up 8-10 times per night to go to the bathroom, so sleep is minimal. I’m just all around uncomfortable. This is the point of pregnancy where I am not in any way, shape or form afraid to admit that I hate being pregnant.
There. I said it.
I hate pregnancy.
I would endure 20+ hours of labor while being forced to watch ESPN the entire time if I could avoid the actual pregnancy part of having a baby. I know it’s worth it. I know that the reward in the end makes every single second of discomfort vanish…
For now? It still sucks.
The reality that we are a mere weeks away from meeting our baby boy is starting to sink in.
I’m ready. But I’m not quite ready (if that makes sense).
There are things around here that I still need to finish up. There are baby clothes and blankets that need washing. Bags that need to be packed. Gifts (for my boys) that need to be purchased. I’ve started putting together Noah’s Big Brother goody bag, but I’m not finished yet. That’s one of the main things that I am determined to have ready, even if nothing else around here is ready.
I’ve got the bag already here (stashed in a closet so he can’t see it) and I’ve got the boys matching Big/Little Brother shirts on the way. Just a few minor things to get ready for that.
And I want to make it completely through Noah’s birthday and Halloween before this baby arrives. I won’t be 36 weeks until then anyway, so I’m sure I can hang on that long. But, just throwing that out there. (Truthfully, I’m hoping that the extended walking we’ll be doing on Halloween will kick start labor Halloween night…).
We have a few things left to order for Jonah, but all of the essentials are here (carseat, pack-n-play, crib, diapers, wipes, bottles…) and just waiting. Noah’s over the moon and keeps telling me to hurry up and let his baby brother come play. I can’t wait to see their relationship form in the coming years. He’s going to be such an awesome big brother. I just know it.
My mom is coming on Wednesday, so Josh and I are hoping to squeeze in a few last minute date nights before things turn upside down with a new baby and the holidays coming up. The rest of this year is sure to be interesting…to say the least.
Only a few weeks to go…I’m just savoring my time with my two boys before two becomes three. Enjoying the days with my biggest baby while it’s just the two of us. I know that I’m going to love having a second baby around….without question. But, I still slightly mourn the end of Noah’s time as my one and only.
But, that’s a post for another day.
If you guys don’t mind, would you keep our little family in your prayers this week? Josh is having minor surgery on his shoulder tomorrow (Tuesday) so prayers for a smooth operation and quick recovery would be very much appreciated!