Where I use the word ‘dearth’ correctly…

Theres been a bit of a blogging dearth over here and I’m blaming it on my unborn child. It is entirely her fault.

She has gifted me with asthma, a pinched nerve in my groin, gestational hypertension among all of the other lovely things that pregnancy does to a body. So on top of the crap I just listed is garbage like swollen hands and feet, a wee rash, no bladder, no stomach, periodic insomnia  aaaand I think I’ll just stop there. Because I could go on. But since lots of people have been pregnant, it’s not like this is new news. Blah blah blah, I’m a big whiner.

So basically she’s been doing a number on me. And the funny thing about being pregnant with your second child is that OH MY GOSH is it ever harder when you have a 3 1/2 year old to keep track of too.

None of that lounging around on the couch with elevated feet watching endless James Bond movies (which might have been how the last few weeks of pregnancy number one ended).

Instead it’s things like: Aldi, WalMart, Nap interspersed with a small boy running upstairs every 15 minutes to throw himself on you and say things like ‘Mummy, I LOVE you!’ or ‘Are you tired Mummy? I’m tired too!!’. Followed by birthday party, dinner, StarWars wall decal bedroom decorating, evening meds, a few books and bed time.

So for the last few weeks I’ve been in bed at anywhere between 7pm and 8pm. Tonight is an exception, but probably I’ll be in bed in 20 minutes. And so? No blogging. No much of everything.

And now, suddenly, there’s pretty much no time left.

I’m due in 19 days, but based on my fantastic diagnosis of gestational hypertension I’m being induced about a week and a half early. And so suddenly we are down to 9 days. Which really is 8, since today is over. So 8 days. Which is not a lot of time to do much of anything.

Today we installed the car seat. Tomorrow, I’m going to try to pack my hospital bag. Baby steps, eh??

And packing my hospital keeps making me laugh because I have recurrent flashbacks to doing it the first time. Oh, I was so innocent and had no idea what I was doing…

I packed a book. A rather thick one too. ‘The Thornbirds’ to be exact. And some pillow spray. Apparently for ambiance? I might have had 2 changes of clothing too.

I seriously went through those lists ‘they’ publish and checked off everything on each page and packed it away. You’d have thought I was going to stay at a spa.

This time, I’m aiming for clean underwear, deodorant and clothes for Baby Girl. Should take me 2 minutes tomorrow. In between naps, tickle fights, wiping bottoms, shopping, make multiple meals for a picky eater etc etc.

Piece. Of. Cake.

xoxo a.m.

Mostly about sweaters, not at all about christening…

Too many cool people to count...

 

This morning started off terribly relaxed. I am pleased to report that Vince ran himself so ragged with his cousins yesterday, that he crashed hard. And so did his parents.

Yesterday was Vincent and Chloe’s Christening party, which was held and organized by Chloe’s parent’s, Edward’s Aunt Christine and Uncle Lee at a really pretty little park on Long Island (I’d tell you where, but honestly, I’m not really sure where we were).

Christine pretty much broke her back organizing everything and it was amazing. Centerpieces, catered delicious food, party favours, childrens crafts etc etc. How she is not dead from exhaustion, I have no idea…

We arrived and helped (sort of) set up and for a while I wondered if as many people as I were told were coming. It was pretty quiet, Vince and his two little cousins ran around and scared the Canadian Geese that were chilling out. (Hey look!! My family showed up!) and it was a pretty low key event…

And then, what started off as a slow trickle became a deluge of Italians. Not that I’m complaining, I love them all.  Oh how I LOVE them. It just seemed that there were none and then suddenly there were 70. And all of them were saying one of the two following statements:

“Vincent is the most adorable thing I have ever seen. LOOK AT THOSE CURLS!!”

And

“When are you having another?” And when I paused to answer… (while holding a Bud Light Lime) “Are you pregnant RIGHT NOW?!?!”

I think I hit 10 before I lost count. I asked Edward this morning. His response?

“Are you two going to have another baby? Is Jaime pregnant RIGHT NOW?”

Oh my lord.

Let me just clear everything up.

Yes, we are planning on having another child. No, I am currently not pregnant. I will be sure to let you all know immediately as soon as I find out, right after I pee on the stick. Maybe even before I tell Edward. Possibly before my mother-in-law knows. Maybe I’ll tell everyone via blog, that way everyone will instantaneously know. Plus, it will up my readership. To include more members of my family. Ha!

So, to conclude. I heart my family. Yes, they are all crazy and obsessed with babies. We eat a lot together. In fact, that appears to be what we do best. Yes, we are trying to have another one. No, I am not pregnant.

I really hope that has cleared up any and all questions…Don’t hesitate to ask me anything else. I’m sure you won’t.

xoxo a.m.