Are You Out There? Can You Here Me?
i swear, it was not my intention to take a month off from blogging (and that was after more than a few mostly quiet weeks). it’s just…these things happen…when you’re pregnant.
long time readers will remember that the last time i took an extended blog holiday was when EBN was gestating. back then i was pretty sure that this “parasite” as i so loving referred to her, was eating away at any creative juices that i had flowing. this time seems to be no different (apart from my weekly granny challenge squares, there has been little crochet action as well) although i’m pretty convinced that the end product will be a baby, as i’ve been down this road before and know the ropes.
as my mom had warned me (thank god i listened), turns out, i’m quite fertile and so before we were even able to give it the real, true bn try (ABN is still feeling a little like he got the short end of the stick) i found myself noticing the tell-tale signs – that is, if the universal signs of pregnancy are lack of blogging, feeling the need to chew gum, and your kiddo commenting (loudly) on the size of your boobs.
obviously there are a million stories to tell including the time that EBN told our contractor that we were getting a new baby, weeks before we had told anyone (including EBN) that i was pregnant. his eyes sorta bugged out, not sure exactly what to say, until i quickly (with pink cheeks) explained that we had ordered her a new baby doll and it was on it’s way from amazon. she now things all babies come from amazon…not gonna tell her otherwise.
instead of attempting to back track, i’ll stick to a few FAQs:
how far along – and when is this baby set to arrive?:
we’re 14 weeks (what can i say, time flies when you’re in disbelief!) and BBN2 should hit land around march 3rd.
how have you been feeling?:
mostly like ass – thanks for asking. there has been less puking than there was the last time i did this, but not less nausea. and i’m just so tired. like, it hurts to breathe, stops me in my tracks, if i’m not in bed and sleeping i’m pretty miserable, kind of tired. i don’t remember this from the last time around. i feel like i’m being a bad mom to EBN because i have no energy to do anything ever. and her new mantra is, “mommy, are you tired?”. swamp mouth has also made it’s return with this pregnancy and the only cure seems to be filling my mouth with pizza at all hours. i’m not complaining, i swear. i get that i don’t do pregnancy well which i think is sorta weird considering i’ll basically be on death’s door before i admit i’m sick. i guess we all have our weaknesses.
does EBN know:
uh, yeah. considering she has been asking me if i’m pregnant (her words) for the last 6 months, we decided we had to tell her, after we told basically everyone else (girlfriend can’t keep her mouth shut). she wakes up each morning and announces that there is a baby in my tummy and that she can’t see it yet but that it will grow and grow and then it will be tall. i think she gets it like zero. and she has no clue that her world is gonna change in a maaaaaaaajor way.
are your parents moving to CA?:
no – and i’m as shocked as you are. somehow, in the back of my mind, i always assumed that with the arrival of bbn2 they would pack their bags and settle in wine country so that they could babysit on tuesdays and we’d have a weekend escape – pretty good plan, eh? but it doesn’t seem like this fantasy is going to happen. having just gotten back from two weeks in westport, i sorta get it (not really, because nothing trumps EBN but still) as life there, at least in august, seems pretty perfect with its free outdoor concerts, beach sand that is swept nightly and enough ice cream/frozen yogurt variety for EBN to taste test a different location each night of our trip. but still…
will you find out sex? do you have a name?:
hey, aren’t you in the middle of a giant construction project? how’s that going?:
honestly, it’s going really well. you can imagine that when i found out we were expecting, after nearly passing out in disbelief, my first reaction was thank goodness we started the construction earlier than we had planned. if we were just gearing up to start the project in november, i would be shitting a brick, quite literally. but instead, we’re just about done. the carpet is to be installed in the guest room tomorrow and the cement floors should get their coat of polish early next week. then the fun starts as we begin to transition rooms (slowly) and i get to decorate! as part of the deal EBN will be moving into her big girl room, just in time for her birthday. she’s obsessed with sleeping in a real, big bed and asks the contractor if he’s done yet on a daily basis.
now that your news is out, are planning to start blogging again?:
i’d like to – but know i better than to make any ridiculous promises. with EBN i blogged on and off throughout the pregnancy and then started blogging again in earnest when she was about 10 months old. it means there isn’t a great record of her first few months. i’d like to write more this time around both for posterity and because i’m healthier when i’m writing. but we’ll just have to see how it goes.
that’s our news…
more at some point