I am now over 32 weeks pregnant, and if my doctor has her way, that means 47 days until baby time. 47... it seems like such a large number, doesn't it? But it isn't! Not really. Not when I think about what needs to be done prior to that - for the baby, for the house, for school, for other things.
We have no names. Ok, ok, we have a girl's name but still have yet to agree on a middle name, and all the boys' names I have come up with have been shot down. Pray that this is a girl to make it easier on us!
We have a baptism date set but no godparents. It is difficult to choose when one side of the family is not Catholic and the other side does not practice. And I have only really begun lately to develop friendships with other Catholic ladies.
Half of Miss Bear's room is in disarray, waiting for a shelving unit so I can go through her toys and the baby stuff to make sure we have everything we need. Thank goodness this will be accomplished this weekend (the shelving unit part - the one from our storage unit that I have asked my husband since August to get for me).
My school storage area is in shambles since I have shoved items off that way without taking the time to store them correctly. (Hey, going up/down stairs is rough!) I hope to get to putting things away this weekend. And, as far as school, I know the kids will be on break for awhile but I plan on reading - a lot - having Skipper practice reading, and perhaps keeping up with Skipper's astronomy since he loves it so much. Dad will just have to chip in with the projects.
I am currently working on our Advent plans, keeping them as simple as possible so that I can look ahead into next year to make a few simple plans that we can hopefully carry out. Everything really depends on this baby's temperament, doesn't it?
Next month will be a time of stocking up some food for post-baby. I hope to have some family baking days to put away some bread and rolls. Marinate some meats to keep in the freezer. And perhaps even chop up vegetables to pop into the oven to roast. I also have a few dishes to prep ahead of time to store - an enchilada bake, a chicken chimichanga kind of recipe, and a beef-mushroom in white sauce lasanga. Sweet Sundays in December will be cookies so I can save half for the first few weeks of baby. And just prior to baby's arrival I need to bake Critter's birthday cake so all I have to do is ice and decorate it. Lots of time in the kitchen! But that is where I am most days.
And finally, the anxiety of baby time is there. I try to offer it up in prayer but I do not think I am able to do it 100%... yet. Because of fast deliveries and large babies, my doctor wants to induce me right at 39 weeks (Miss Bear was 10 lbs, 12 oz and born in 45 minutes, en-route to the hospital, one day past her due date - on the day I was actually to be induced with her!). But that seems so early to me. None of my children were born before their due date except for Skipper, who was induced for medical reasons at 39 weeks. However, I am positive he would have exceeded his due date. And his induction was no fun, but thankfully quick (8 hours total for a first-time mom). Childbirth is not fun - it's painful - but Skipper's induction was by far the worst as far as pain. So that worries me. My doctor says she just wants to start by breaking my waters and hoping that gets everything going and I will not need pitocin. But I still feel anxious. And worried that this one will make its entrance before its due date. Especially since my odd experience the other night. I think I was having contractions in my back. My back was hurting - not abnormal - but then it would tighten and hurt worse for about 30 seconds or so before letting up. My stomach did not seem to contract though, until I sat up. Eventually I went to bed and by morning I felt fine.
Now that this post is way long, I should get going and feed my kids their breakfast!