(OH MY GOD. She will not stop talking. I don't think I've ever heard so many words out of her mouth in one five minute period!)
Lately we've been crazy busy. Choir, preschool, doctor appointments, planting mums, social engagements, trying to complete my mile-long to-do list. It has all been fun (well, mostly) but I am worn out. Yet, once I start operating at such an elevated level, I can't stop very well. I lay awake at night thinking about everything, like our induction/birth discussions and like how we have NO BABY NAMES picked out yet. Then, I can't sleep and get all wired and the cycle continues.
[Tangent alert! Seriously, we are at square one for names. We both only like about two names and the other person hates those names. We're screwed. I will suggest a name, like, say "Sophie" and John will say, "It sounds like sofa." And lo, it is rejected....for sounding somewhat similar to another word in the English language. Same with Chloe: "The boys might call her ho-ee." Wow. Who comes up with that? Madeline: rejected. Caroline: rejected. Alex (for a boy): rejected. Of course, I am rejecting his names at a fast rate as well. Brianna? DEFINITELY rejected. We are really getting nowhere fast. We will be one of those couples who just calls their baby "Baby" for about 3 months before deciding.]
Becca has been a social butterfly lately as well. I love it when her friends come over. They all amuse each other, with an occasional scuffle over a toy, and I feel good that we don't have the TV on and that she is having fun. And, I can actually get stuff done as well! Here she is with Madison and Cait--having a pajama party!
Yesterday for a couple hours while (almost all) our kids were at school, my friends had a little baby shower/tea party for me. It was so nice. Tea sandwiches, scones, conversation. It was really fun. I've never had "tea" before. At least not like this.So, I am trying to force myself to relax today, but it isn't easy. I feel like I am in hyper-productive mode and I have a long list in my mind of what I need to be accomplishing. Yesterday I had to go have a fetal nonstress test done at the hospital (this is now going to be a weekly thing until delivery). I laid on a bed with contraction and baby heart rate monitors strapped across my belly. I could hardly sit still. I felt like I was going to twitch off the bed. I brought a book and couldn't concentrate on it. Maybe it was all the caffeinated tea. The baby was reacting well and things seem to be good. It is fully engaged in my pelvis (I could have told you that, based on the whole bowling ball between the legs feeling I currently have while walking. Sorry about that visual, but hey! It is true.) So, I say it is time to submit your guesses on the arrival date of Baby 2, who will be unnamed for quite some time....
My guess is Sept. 22.