Little bits and pieces.

My due date is 3 weeks away. My dread over the first few months with a newborn and that craziness and loss of freedom that has accumulated since Max has gotten older has settled down. and while still there to an extent, the excitement of meeting our little girl and everything that comes after the blob stage, is taking over. And it’s nice. I feel like its a fairly healthy way to go into this. It feels tempered.

The first time around, with Max, was so hard due in part to him not being an easy going baby at all and the giant shift in our lives from being independent people who could, for the most part, do what we wanted whenever we wanted, to being so relentlessly responsible for this tiny human. So I know it’s going to be crazy hard in ways that I dread. But I’m finally really excited and happy to have our new little person come into the world.

It probably helps that 3 out of my 6 close friends who have kids Max’s age and were pregnant with me have now had their babies. I’ve gotten to watch them wrangle life with two and its not been as overwhelming and as scary as I feared.

I went over to my friend Pattys on Saturday evening to give her a hand since her husband had to be out of town at the last minute. And I held her sweet little 3 week old for several hours and goodness was it lovely. After Patty put her toddler down for bedtime, two of our other friends came over and we talked and laughed and laughed and laughed till I finally made my way home just before 11pm. It was so much fun.

I am so insanely lucky to have found all these mom friends, 7 of whom have become my true, real friends who I’d spend loads of time with even if we didn’t have children the same age.

I’ve eaten like a hog this pregnancy and enjoyed the hell out of doing so. I’ve only gained 30 pounds so its not been too hideous, but I’m sort of looking forward to cutting back on how much I eat and eating much healthier foods after giving birth. I can’t wait to wear proper jeans again with actual buttons and zippers. Right now I’m living in leggings and stretchy maternity tops and flip flops. Which is frankly kind of wonderful. It’s a great time to be pregnant when stretchy, soft thin fabrics are available and encouraged. I’m not much of a dress kind of girl so this really works.

Well, I’m rambling and none of this is terribly interesting so ill stop now. I’ve been jotting down a list of new annoyances that usually crop up on Facebook. I should post that. Annoyances are always fun!

Till then.