We're getting ready for so many things these days, it seems like. We are always "getting ready" for colder weather around here; now we're getting ready for Christmas and for the new year and the new baby.
I have to start putting together little Christmas treat boxes for friends and family, but I still haven't gotten all my recipes together. That will have to be done by the 9th, when I go grocery shopping and will need to have my ingredients list ready.
I also have to finish my actual Christmas shopping and put together stockings. I have no idea what to put in the stockings this year... And I'm wary about finishing my shopping- at least for DH's presents, because he's already opened the first present I got him...
I have been putting aside a bit of money, recently, in order to get the big items we still need for the new baby (boy, due March 8th). I'm going to be ordering the crib this week, and hopefully I can get DH to put the crib together when it gets here. Past the actual tangible objects for the baby, I feel like we're completely un-prepared for him. It isn't the same as with our first son, where I just felt like things were falling into place and I was ready to welcome him into the world. With this baby, we don't even have a name (Riley was named as soon as we knew the gender), and I don't know how to handle a toddler and an infant. I keep looking for some type of book or manual to tell me what to do, but so far- no luck. All I can do is hope that things fall into place before he's born, or else go seek help in the community after he's born.
The pregnancy, in itself, has been fairly "cake". The morning sickness wasn't even half as bad as it was with Riley, and aside from horrible heartburn and some cramping (which they have me resting for), everything is going much more smoothly and quickly than it did with Riley. I'll hit the 27 week mark tomorrow, and I can definitely say that I know I'm going to be more comfortable in my third trimester than I was with Riley. All these differences, I would have sworn I was going to have a girl. Darn that husband of mine with his boy sperms.
