Tuesday, August 15, 2006
So How Was Your Summer?
After numerous (well, three) requests to get some posting done around here...here you go!
I have lots of half written posts. They're all very exciting. Lots of storytelling, random facts about motherhood-related things. But probably the most pressing thing now is to tell you what I've been up to for the last three months. Of course, for those of you who actually know me (which just may be my whole audience), not much of this is new.
Baby B is no longer a baby. She is a full, very grown up, 15 and a half months old. She has finally had a well baby doctor's appointment where she was not at the bottom of the weight curve (we strive for average!), and she's one inch short of half my height. She took her first steps on Saturday, unassisted. She's strong and beautiful and shares her food with anyone nearby and will wipe your face with a napkin for you. She's happy and playful and likes the Teletubbies and says, "Hi Kitty," "Bye bye kitty," and today - "Hi Baby" - while pointing at my stomach. But wait, you say. Stomach is not baby. Which brings me to the next bit of news.
Yea, we're pregnant. Today marks the 20 week landmark, which is halfway to the due date (January 2). We are very excited, and I have not been nearly as sick this time around as I was last time. I've been more tired, but I expected to be - carrying around 22 pounds of baby in itself is quite tiring. We have an unltrasound on Thursday, and I'm going to try really hard (or maybe not that hard) to NOT find out the sex this time around. For the record, my gut says it's a boy. (Off the record, I'd like another girl!)
And, we might be moving. We've been wanting forever to get closer to Boston, and will need to be in a better school district within the next few years. We found a house that we love over the weekend, and are most likely putting in an offer this week. I won't get all excited with the details until I know what's going to happen, but I'll tell you: I love this house. It really feels like piannist's house. So we'll see. Buying this house would also mean that we really have to hurry up finishing the renovations on our current home. Ah, more stress. But more house! 20 miles closer! Fair trade.
August is National (or World?) Breastfeeding Awareness Month. Baby B has been on the boob her entire 472 days on the earth, and I have become a lactivist extraordinaire. I've been kind of quiet on the blog about this subject, but that will probably change since it is such a huge part of my life (and with #2 on the way). Breastfeeding has saved the B and me in more ways than one. I'll tell you all about it sometime.
Sometimes I don't post because I feel like my subject matter is all over the place. I mean, lately I want to talk about my family, my life as a mom, music, breastfeeding, things that get on my nerves, personal finance (still excited about this topic! and you thought it was a phase), and house hunting. I think that I'll try to post about whatever I want, with the understanding that if you don't want to read it, you'll quietly leave and wait for my next topic. That way, I can feel free to rant about whatever I want, and will have one less excuse to not post more than once every few months.
By the way, the new job is going well. Paychecks are especially welcome here.
And although Husband still prefers to remain anonymous, Baby B is requesting that her identity be known. So if you're ever in southern Massachusetts, stop by and say hi to Bridget. She'll share some french fries with you.
