Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Life's Better with Baby

I was lying in bed last night thinking about this blog post. I almost got up at 2:30am to write it but decided I'd wait. I just have so much to say and my mind was racing! Here is how it all began...

I sat down to read a lovely magazine, "American Baby" and happened upon an article "Life's Better with Baby". As I skimmed through it, the summary was basically looking at the benefits of becoming a mommy and looking on the bright side. Here were some of the examples:

1. You've got an adoring fan
2. You belong somewhere
3. You'll make new friends
4. Your heart opens wider than you ever thought possible

Can I just say, LAME. Let's talk about a little thing I like to call, reality, for a minute. While I agree that the outcome of pregnancy is totally worth it, it's by no means fun. Now, being that I am on #2, I think I have some good insight. First time around, it's all so new and exciting...you have that "glow", you enjoy your growing bump, the excitement of all those kicks and movements. And then #2; you are soon departed from the fantasy land of baby joy and you arrive at reality. Your growing bump starts growing alot quicker than previously, thus you feel huge from the get-go. Since you know what to expect, you can feel the movements much sooner and thus have to deal with all that crap even longer. And it isn't so exciting anymore!! I don't want to lie in bed at 3am feeling my belly with a smile on my face like I did the first time. I WANT TO SLEEP! But unfortunately I can't because the baby won't stop squirming. I am in no way comfortable, whether lying down, standing, or sitting. Knowing what is to come; breastfeeding at all hours of the day, blowout diapers and poop everywhere, crying...on top of chasing a 2 yr old...Lord help me!

So, while it's nice to hold on to the idea that things will be all "so heavenly" and "lovely" once the baby is here, it's also nice to throw in what it's really like. I wouldn't change anything (ok, maybe a few things, like waiting a bit longer before getting pregnant again, but it's a bit late for that) and I love Avery and this baby boy. But I want to be realistic too. Life is better with baby. But I also want to take a nap, take a shower, go out to dinner, have adult conversation - all without baby sometimes.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

New Year, New Addition

Finally! We have reached January! Alas, I only have 8 weeks left until I birth this baby...hopefully he even comes a bit early and then it will be a bonus. This pregnancy has been great and I am thankful that I haven't had any issues. With that said, I have never been more ready to be done with this pregnancy. With Avery, I think it was all so "new" and "exciting" that I really enjoyed it. Second time around, the newness has worn off. Quick. I'm ready to rid myself of all the squirming and moving, especially at night. I want to be able to not have heartburn all the time. To not pee when I sneeze. To not feel like I'm turning around the Titanic when I roll over at night. The list is literally, endless.

I'm actually terrified of the challenges that await me though. I guess that's one reason why it's nice I haven't popped yet. I know I've said it before, but caring for 2 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat, a husband, a house, and myself...that's going to be rather difficult. Plenty of women have these issues though and survive. But will I survive? or end up in the nut house? I remember moments with Avery where I thought I was going to implode. The stress of it all, crying, hormones whacked out, etc. Now I will have that plus everything else. We were living with my parents when Avery was born so I always had backup a room away. Not so much now. I guess that's why they make happy pills!

Avery is talking so much more these days. She is good at repeating mostly anything we say to her, which is hilarious. She doesn't pronounce the words very well but it's funny to see her try. Chris said "sass" the other night while playing Jeopardy and Avery repeated him. Except she left out that first "s". Awesome. Her first bad word and it wasn't even on purpose.

She loves Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. She also loves playdoh. She is excellent too at "pretend play". She will stir pots and pans in her kitchen, pretend to drink out of cups, pour coffee, etc. She also has been great with pretending her dolls have pooped. She gets out a wipe and diaper and will even take them to the potty just in case. I think this is a good sign that she will be such a good help with her baby brother! Though she isn't as willing to potty in the toilet herself. She tries, which is a good thing, but she mostly just plays. She'll go up and down the step to the potty, sit there for awhile, then get down. When I ask if she's done, she says NO and gets back on the potty. She then freaks out when I try to put her diaper back on. We'll get there!!