This photo is actually from Friday so, 18 weeks 5 days but it’s my second baby so it’s all really the same now.
This weekend I woke up and was like You Are Pregnant.
I had to add ANOTHER pillow to our bed, which was dire.
I still feel fine, the baby has started to kick, the anatomy scan is next week, and I am still at a place where I cannot REALLY envision that in five months we will have a newborn. But apparently this is what is going to happen so I am getting on board.
We’ve planned our babymoon.
In June, over our anniversary weekend, we are headed down to the JW Marriot Desert Ridge in Phoenix for a LONG weekend sitting by the (salt water) pool with (virgin) Pina Coladas. I really wanted nothing more than a vacation where we did nothing at all, because we haven’t been on one of those since…2008? Since Zika rules out most tropical areas and we are very obviously not at a point where we have the time to get to/from Hawaii, Phoenix was a great choice. I cannot wait.
Otherwise, right now I am just living the dream chasing a toddler who can never seem to decide whether he wants to be running around or carried. There’s really not a lot of time to overthink this one.
I guess it has been a while since we talked about my #1 best bud. He has finally adjusted to living at Nana and Esteemed Grandfather’s house and is no longer terrified that every time I go to the bathroom he is being abandoned so, that is great!
- About three weeks ago Critter decided he could walk for real so now he just tots around everywhere except for when crawling is faster.
- He got his first pair of big boy shoes! At $42 a pop this is highway robbery. Also he is a size 6!
- He started saying “boo!” He also says, ish, mama, da, and very very sparingly nana. The whole ish-thing is hysterical.
- Yesterday he tried to feed Nana and me puffs. Sharing is caring.
- The molars are finally (FINALLY!) coming all the way in. I’d day that we’re…70% complete? It only took two months to get to this point.
- The little guy is finally fully into the 3T clothes – jams, shirts, tops, socks, all of it.
Oh man, you guys. So much to say.
I am pregnant. We found out pretty much at the same time that we were preparing to list our house. So I haven’t really been focusing on selling our house or being pregnant because there is just way too much going on right now. But we close on the 24th and then I can just be a pregnant lady who lives in her parents’ basement and that will be a nice change of pace.
With that in mind, can I just say that everyone who is pregnant (especially if they have a toddler) should live with their parents? I am just not kidding when I tell you MOM COOKS DINNER FOR US AND IT IS HEAVEN. It is! Heaven! And I don’t have a whole house to clean. Miracles. All of it.
Pregnancy so far has been a total party. Basically, I felt super nauseous for eight weeks and that was just a holly jolly time. Hip pain set in at 6 wks so I have been sleeping on my memory foam mattress topper like a real life princess and the pea. My doctor was pretty much like well since it has really only been a year since you were last pregnant, everything is going to hurt sooner, more and longer. Me: Ish.
I am somewhat of a blogging fraud – I did cook all of the meals I shared in the Friday Food Round-Up over the last month and a half, but I’d say at least 1/3 of the pictures are of Marcus’ plate and not mine since I have had a fraught relationship with chicken and food in general. I am sure you can understand
This week I caught a cold that I thought was on its way out for a few days and then it turned into full-on plague because I have the immune system of a newborn at the current moment. I just want to do a shout-out to Marcus, my Mom and my mother-in-law for caring for Critter so I could just be…sick. And sleep. And watch some Real Housewives.
It is true. Baby #2 is on the way! We were so happy to share the news with Marcus’ grandparents at Critter’s first birthday party. I am 13 weeks into this adventure, the Little Critter is due September 18th.
How is this week going?
Well, we are moving ourselves out of our house this weekend and I am still just not really thinking about it so that is where we are at I think.
But the sickness has passed! So that’s not nothing! And none of the molars have fully broken through yet so we are surviving!
We accidentally put Critter’s little leather shoes through the wash. With the diapers. On hot. I wish I could explain how this happened but the story would be winding and boring. We’re still waiting to see if there is a comeback there or if it’s RIP shoes.
I bought Critter ladypants. Hear me out. He is a super big guy (it is known) and apparently when you get to boys 3T pants you can only buy structured carpenter jeans and whatnot. My baby is 13 months old and is a crawler. So I jetter over to the little girls section and grabbed a couple of pairs of leggings and PRESTO! A baby wearing clothes that looks like a baby.
Critter finally learned how to stack one block on top of another.
Baube taught Critter how to do “so big.” It is super cute but also super hilarious. He now does the hand gesture for any “How _____ is Critter?” question. He is very proud of this.
At Nana’s house he used a toy to climb up on a piece of furniture. 😳
So, that’s where we’re at for today.
This is me, trying to write a normal blog post.
As you can see, Uncle Billy was home this weekend! Critter was still on the mend, but he was happy to sit next to him and play, pet his beard and even gave him a cuddle at one point. It was pretty cute to see.
What else happened? Martha was in town so we went to Bacio for dinner on Friday night with a group of our sorority sisters. I wore adult clothes and my hair down and it felt very glamorous. After a LONG week, it was a great thing to look forward to. One of the mamas in my mama group declared an impromptu wine night on Saturday, so after dinner was finished and put away I headed over to that. It was nice to catch up with those ladies WITHOUT having to keep an eye on the little ones. We laughed so hard we cried and it was a beautiful thing. Since Critter was sick for Zayde’s 60th birthday, we missed his brunch (Marcus went, we stayed behind). On Sunday morning we got to go to breakfast with him at Fat Nat’s.
It was busy.
And the rest of the time when we were not eating, Billy and Marcus were hauling things to the storage unit and re-arranging some things in my parents’ house so that we can move there. In one week. I wrangled Critter and it was just a whole thing. By the time that Sunday night arrived, we were on the couch and done with all of it.
On the 10th day of Critter’s first round of antibiotics ever, his fever returned. And, after another trip to the doctor’s office (on advice of the nurse line) it was revealed the ear infection was going strong in addition to a possible vaccine reaction and also (OMG WILL IT EVER END) very apparent teething.
As the good doctor said, he’s got a lot going on.
We are now going to observe the end of the traditional completely healthy first year by going on a 20 day antibiotics bender.
When I told my family that this was the ear infection without end, my darling brother was quick to respond with the following instruction: Make sure to post on facebook at least twice today, here, just copy and paste this: “UGHHH, another fever on the last day of antibiotics, really? Any other moms out there with advice for how to bring the fever down??”
This is only hysterical because if you know me, 100% the time my fever battle plan is to give Tylenol/Ibuprofen and call the nurse line if it seems hinky. 100% of the time this is what I tell other people to do when they leave similar status updates on Facebook. None of this should be surprising.
Someday we’ll all be healthy again.