Nothing particularly exciting has been going on as of late…mostly just feeling like a ticking pregnant time bomb over here. I am 39 weeks today and feeling like a house. The stretch marks on my belly are angry and red and it literally feels like I’m going to explode a’la Alien. A lovely picture I’m sure. Also, the “Whoa! When’s that baby due?!” comments anytime I go out in public are starting to get a little old. I’m sure people are well-meaning and want to share in my joy and all that, but in my hormonal pregnant mind all I’m hearing is, “Whoa! You look like a beached whale!” Can we all just agree to never use the word “whoa” again when referring to a pregnant woman’s current state of pregnant-ness from now until forever? Mmmmkay thanks.
Anyway, I seriously can’t imagine going past my due date, but alas, I am not the one in control, so I’m trying to let go and stay distracted. I will say that being pregnant with a toddler around definitely doesn’t give you as much time to dwell or mope and whine as I might be otherwise prone to do, so that’s a good thing. But seriously little boy…I wouldn’t be sad if you decided to come before your due date. I promise.
Aside from being grumpy about still being pregnant, I’ve been trying to soak up these last days with just my girl. I’m starting to get a little emo about the idea of having to share my time with two kids, but I’m just trying not to think about it too much right now, because I don’t want to turn into a weepy mess. It sort of feels like the end of an era. Fern has always been my little sidekick…my buddy. We are kindred spirits and it feels a little sad to have to share my time. I know once Clive is here we’ll all be smitten and I’ll forget what life was ever like without two, but right now it still feels a little sad in a weird way.
OK, but enough with my emotional tangents. Here is a really cute snap I took of Fern the other day. She told me, “Look Mama! I’m hiding in the jungle!” So funny the things she comes up with.
Also…she’s been singing like crazy! This is her rendition of “Do You Wanna Build a Snowman” from Frozen. I wish I could capture it in it’s full glory, but whenever she sees my phone come out to record she refuses to perform. The other day when my mom was over she went to the bathroom and Fern followed her, waiting outside the closed door, and suddenly knocked and then belted out “Do You Wanna Build a Snowman” in full character…pretending she was Anna and my mom was Elsa on the other side of the door. It was the freaking cutest. And if you haven’t seen Frozen, then this probably doesn’t make sense, so you should probably just watch the video here to understand. Anyway. All that to say it was real cute.
…aaaaannnnd….the “Cuckoo” song from The Sound of Music. I’ll have to record the whole thing sometime. It’s pretty funny to hear her sing the “Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you!” part.
And, that’s all I’ve got. Maybe I’ll feel more inspired tomorrow…or maybe I’ll just pop out a baby. Who knows?
Love and stuff,