Where’s My Head?
It’s time to come clean.
Lately I just haven’t been myself.
I have been losing things like opened jars of jelly……then finding them here.
I have had accident after accident and just seem to drop or bump into everything.
I have had more tears lately. At random times. And lots of them all at once.
And man, I just can’t get enough to drink.
Or get enough of these to eat.
And another thing, I wish there were more hours in the day to lay here.
And in case you’re wondering, I’m the last person out of that bed……….and yes, I leave it just like that these days. But, this way, it’s nice and ready to start from where I left off that morning. Sleeping.
But don’t you see?
Something must be wrong.
So, I went to the doctor.
And they sent me home with pictures like these.
And then, supposedly this picture lets us know the gender of that little nugget growing inside of me.
After the doctor’s appointment, I came home feeling much better.
I’m not crazy, clumsy, forgetful, exhausted, emotional, or expanding in the middle for no reason, afterall.
(And haha, yes, I knew this whole time. I didn’t really “finally figure it out” at the doctor.)
And we couldn’t be more excited.
My heart anxiously awaits our time to munch on this warm and squishy baby girl, all perfectly plump and delicate. And stare for hours at her teeny tiny little features. (Well, my last baby was about 10 pounds…..not exactly teeny tiny.)
So yes, I have been a little loopy, tired, and forgetful lately………so forgive me if you emailed me many months ago and I still haven’t responded. Most likely, I was going to respond……but then got sick. Or tired. And now I can’t remember. Oops.
But each time we find out the gender of our babies (no surprises here…)
, I love to start planning.
And one of my favorite things in life……is staring at little baby clothes. Even while not pregnant. They are just too irresistible.
So, since this baby is coming in February, I had to make her a new spring dress that will fit her a few months later.
Anything mini is just that much cuter.
And don’t worry…….my older girl already has names picked out.
Like “Lyon-eela” or “Shmawna-loo”.
Real inventive and very easy to pronounce, don’t you think?
We’ll have to break the news to her that she doesn’t get to pick the name.
But even though there are minor adjustments in the household, we are all very excited to meet our newest little baby girl!
So forgive any insanity, unanswered questions/emails, or any other unusual behavior…
We’ll just blame it on the pregnancy.