My apologies for the extreme lack of summer postings. Important things such as vacations and Breaking Bad viewing really got in the way of nighttime writing. That, and the whole exhaustion of my first trimester of my second pregnancy. That's right -- we're expecting a son around mid-January and HD already calls him George Harrison (no, we're not going to actually name him that). Which means my belly? May contain a genius Hindu rhythm guitarist. Anyway, that about catches you up to speed! Here are some of the thoughts that have been running around in my head about this for the past few months.
- I suppose it's because I know what to expect this time around, but I feel way more pregnant at a way earlier point this time around. When I was only 18 weeks in (that's 4.5 months for those in a non-preggo mindset) and I was already all, "Ugh, my hips...bleh, I can't sleep...wah wah wah." Extra whiny, which you know Hubs loves.
- Everything folks say about how you are way less uptight with a second child? Well, it's true and it starts very early on. I'm so much more laid back with this pregnancy. Lifting a 27 pound child without a second thought, chowing on smoked salmon and bleu cheese dressing despite dire warnings from every pregnancy website, etc. Sort of relieved to not be so stressed about doing everything perfectly by the book this time around.
- Not only did I apparently stain all my previous tops/dresses and not realize it til now, but I'm completely over maternity clothes very early on. Too expensive, and/or too freaking dowdy. I look and feel much better in regular clothes. I'm just buying a size or two up and working it (note -- this only works with tops and dresses). Only cheap brands or sale clothing need apply, the looser and longer the cut, the better. I have the feeling I'll appreciate this decision more post pregnancy when I'm attempting to work off the leftover chunkiness.
- Weirdly gravitated towards purple all summer with random stuff we needed to buy. Lilac and plum new bedding for HD's new big girl bedroom. Bought a new bathing suit for myself in "brilliant purple." Violet tennis dress for HD. Grape colored tennis shoes are now in her closet. According to my mother (a former psych nurse), schizophrenics are drawn to purple. Not sure what that indicates about this little baby of mine, but I prefer thinking that George Harrison just thinks lots of royal thoughts.
- Are we doing a maternity photo shoot this time around? I counter that question with another -- are you crazy? I fall in the camp of preggos who don't love having their photo taken. It doesn't matter how I actually look to the outside world, I feel the size of a mack truck. Pear-shaped body, cellulite, and bags under my eyes were already my biggest body insecurities, but they're magnetized 18-fold by pregnancy. I don't care to commemorate them for all time, even if peasant dresses and flower crowns would make me feel prettier. Also? This be the reason that no photos accompany this blog post.
- Babymoons? A stupid word to be sure, but an absolute necessity. It is so very important to spend a tiny weekend away with your spouse and just enjoy your coupledom before a baby comes. Hubs and I always regretted that we didn't do it when we were expecting HD. We were smack-dab in the middle of buying a house (closed on the house and moved in my 6th month of pregnancy), so we talked ourselves out of it due to money. The thing is? Babymoons don't have to be expensive at all. Hubs and I just spent a single night in a hotel within 3 hours from our home. But you could do a day trip together, hit a local spa, go on a hike with a picnic. What matters is that you take the time to get away from your daily routine and go somewhere so you can interact with each other. Hubs and I talk all the time, but it was really nice to have an evening of conversation that didn't consist of topics such as daycare payments, is HD wearing sunscreen, what's on the grocery list, blahblahblah. Biggest lesson parents soon forget? What's good for your marriage is ultimately VERY good for your kids.
I'll check in sooner next time with actual goings on, landlubbers.
